Fast Lane ft. Austin Jordan & Wavvy Will Lyrics

Got them chains

You can't put them on me

You got the blame

You can't put that on me

If you a lame

You can't be the homie

I'm coming for the fame

You got them chains

You can't put them on me

You got the blame

You can't put that on me

If you a lame

You can't be the homie

I'm coming for the fame

Like I'm in the fast lane

And then put that on me

On me

On me

Put that on me

On me

On me

On me

On me

On on on on on on on on on

Put that on me

I'm in the fast lane, homie

Swerving through traffic

And ripping the light

To the gas tank on E

Choreographic and planning attack

On this rap game, homie

A is the name and then G

For me is the last name, homie

Rap game, lonely

Fro zone, been shining

Cold to the bone

Seated up upon my throne

Don't hit me up on my phone

These rap lames all sound the same

Boy, this ain't attack of the clones

The fast lane, I'm in that lane

And I been stayin' in that zone

You got them chains

You can't put them on me

You got the blame

You can't put that on me

If you a lame

You can't be the homie

I'm coming for the fame

Like I'm in the fast lane

And then put that on me

On me

On me

Put that on me

On me

On me

On me

On me

On on on on on on on on on

Put that on me

Yeah, I'm taking off like a eagle

King of the ring like it's regal

Regal

Wrist so froze

Like great black beetles

Rhymes on point like a needle

Best of the best and the rest

Are, like impressed

Cause I'm blessed

With the ultra light

Ultra light beam

Ultra light beam

Ain't got no chance

You on my team

Let me slow it down real quick

I never sold out, check I sold it

Never sold my soul

And I never fold in

Cause the songs rolled out

And the checks rolled in

Hatin' by the looks

When I be countin' this

They'll be hatin'

But I'm takin' every continent

The rap game is a lane

So mountainous

And I'll be rappin' on the ground

From the top of it

You got them chains

You can't put them on me

You got the blame

You can't put that on me

If you a lame

You can't be the homie

I'm coming for the fame

Like I'm in the fast lane

And then put that on me

On me

On me

Put that on me

On me

On me

On me

On me

On on on on on on on on on

Put that on me