Stay in Your Lane
YEAH YEAH YEAH
Hit up my slime cus i know he gon slide
Niggas they mad cus a nigga so fly
All in yo city dont tuck no chain
Nigga aint change ima still stay the same
Fuck a nigga hatin man they so lame
Tell a nigga stay in his lane
I got a bouji bitch only drink champagne
I pull up with gang we goin insane
And we pull up in that drop top thang
We shootin at a opp like we shootin in a range
I only got one rule no lames
Pull up to the trap spot refill the gass tank
What you talkin bout nigga i got a whole lotta bank
You aint even on my level you aint even in my rank
I just left the jeweler neck wet like sink
I done lost track of time fucking around with the drink
Shawty keep hittin my line tryna link
Im a real stoner i dont need visine
Lets get back to it yea you know the routine
Do the dash in a foreign machine
Spend a whole lotta money on jeans
At yo front door wit a mask like its Halloween
One of a kind like i dropped with supreme
You talk a whole lot but aint doing a thing
I be on some other shit my niggas think im crazy
Know a couple niggas bitches wanna have my baby
Gotta get that money we be focused on it daily
Try to shine like the sun cus the world so shady
We gon pull over hot box the Mercedes
Blowin on flowers i aint talkin bout daisies
Gotta keep it movin i dont like to be lazy
You can do what you want aint nothin gon faze me
And we pull up
And we pull up in that drop top thang
And we pull
And we pull
And we pull up
And we pull up in that drop top thang
We shootin at a opp like we shootin in a range
YEAH YEAH YEAH
Hit up my slime cus i know he gon slide
Niggas they mad cus a nigga so fly
All in yo city dont tuck no chain
Nigga aint change ima still stay the same
Fuck a nigga hatin man they so lame
Tell a nigga stay in his lane
I got a bouji bitch only drink champagne
I pull up with gang we goin insane
Hit up my slime cus i know he gon slide
Niggas they mad cus a nigga so fly
All in yo city dont tuck no chain
Nigga aint change ima still stay the same
Fuck a nigga hatin man they so lame
Tell a nigga stay in his lane
I got a bouji bitch only drink champagne
I pull up with gang we goin insane
Hit up my slime cus i know he gon slide
Niggas they mad cus a nigga so fly
All in yo city dont tuck no chain
Nigga aint change ima still stay the same
Fuck a nigga hatin man they so lame
Tell a nigga stay in his lane
I got a bouji bitch only drink champagne
I pull up with gang we goin insane
And we pull up in that drop top thang
We shootin at a opp like we shootin in a range
I only got one rule no lames
Pull up to the trap spot refill the gass tank
What you talkin bout nigga i got a whole lotta bank
You aint even on my level you aint even in my rank
I just left the jeweler neck wet like sink
I done lost track of time fucking around with the drink
Shawty keep hittin my line tryna link
Im a real stoner i dont need visine
Lets get back to it yea you know the routine
Do the dash in a foreign machine
Spend a whole lotta money on jeans
At yo front door wit a mask like its Halloween
One of a kind like i dropped with supreme
You talk a whole lot but aint doing a thing
I be on some other shit my niggas think im crazy
Know a couple niggas bitches wanna have my baby
Gotta get that money we be focused on it daily
Try to shine like the sun cus the world so shady
We gon pull over hot box the Mercedes
Blowin on flowers i aint talkin bout daisies
Gotta keep it movin i dont like to be lazy
You can do what you want aint nothin gon faze me
And we pull up
And we pull up in that drop top thang
And we pull
And we pull
And we pull up
And we pull up in that drop top thang
We shootin at a opp like we shootin in a range
YEAH YEAH YEAH
Hit up my slime cus i know he gon slide
Niggas they mad cus a nigga so fly
All in yo city dont tuck no chain
Nigga aint change ima still stay the same
Fuck a nigga hatin man they so lame
Tell a nigga stay in his lane
I got a bouji bitch only drink champagne
I pull up with gang we goin insane
Hit up my slime cus i know he gon slide
Niggas they mad cus a nigga so fly
All in yo city dont tuck no chain
Nigga aint change ima still stay the same
Fuck a nigga hatin man they so lame
Tell a nigga stay in his lane
I got a bouji bitch only drink champagne
I pull up with gang we goin insane
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Writer(s): Isaiah Clark
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