Rip Fane
Lean back, fly by like an F3
Blow smoke, then we ash it on the leather seats
Baby girl don't try to save me
Only get hurt if you try to chase me
Lean back, fly by like an F3
Blow smoke, then we ash it on the leather seats
Baby girl don't try to save me
Only get hurt if you try to chase me
Pull up in an 86
Whip it like a Civic
Smoke 'til I can't feel shit
I don't wanna feel shit
Fucked up in a basement
Forget what my name is
Hundred mile lane switch
Never living basic
Putting in work, I don't punch the clock
Say they need hits now I'm on the job
See me from a far wonder what I got
Talking to your girl now she on my
Lean back, fly by like an F3
Blow smoke, then we ash it on the leather seats
Baby girl don't try to save me
Only get hurt if you try to chase me
Lean back, fly by like an F3
Blow smoke, then we ash it on the leather seats
Baby girl don't try to save me
Only get hurt if you try to chase me
Make my own way, not a nine to five bitch
Can't say I've changed 'cause I've always made hits
I been my lane, do what no one else did
I been in my zone, get a beat make it flip
No one screaming Fane, wait a minute they gon' know me
All aboard now, don't wait to say we homies
Don't want to admit it, but I'm better than 'em low key
Fuck your mainstream, if you hating you can blow me
Blow smoke, then we ash it on the leather seats
Baby girl don't try to save me
Only get hurt if you try to chase me
Lean back, fly by like an F3
Blow smoke, then we ash it on the leather seats
Baby girl don't try to save me
Only get hurt if you try to chase me
Pull up in an 86
Whip it like a Civic
Smoke 'til I can't feel shit
I don't wanna feel shit
Fucked up in a basement
Forget what my name is
Hundred mile lane switch
Never living basic
Putting in work, I don't punch the clock
Say they need hits now I'm on the job
See me from a far wonder what I got
Talking to your girl now she on my
Lean back, fly by like an F3
Blow smoke, then we ash it on the leather seats
Baby girl don't try to save me
Only get hurt if you try to chase me
Lean back, fly by like an F3
Blow smoke, then we ash it on the leather seats
Baby girl don't try to save me
Only get hurt if you try to chase me
Make my own way, not a nine to five bitch
Can't say I've changed 'cause I've always made hits
I been my lane, do what no one else did
I been in my zone, get a beat make it flip
No one screaming Fane, wait a minute they gon' know me
All aboard now, don't wait to say we homies
Don't want to admit it, but I'm better than 'em low key
Fuck your mainstream, if you hating you can blow me
Credits
Writer(s): Connor Forman
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