Lane (intro) Lyrics

This bitch really did me cold

I want em' dead and I put that on my soul

All my money new but the presidents is fucking old

I want cheese nigga but I'm not a rat, I never told

I'm in em' fast lanes put 200 on the R8

Ain't no shit that changed, all my bruddas' shooting close range

I'm in that all black big body like I'm fucking bane

I'm in that matte black zooming fast like I'm bruce Wayne

Watching niggas fucking suffer, think I fell in love with pain

I keep that tech all on my hip like niggas go to fucking Lane

Cause I'm posed' to

I been smoking gas, don't fuck with O2

No I don't know you, my niggas would die to fucking fold you

These niggas moving like my sons I swear to god that I control you

And when I'm flexing on these niggas, imma say I fucking told you

And I'm zooming way to fast I'm in that mother fucking lamb truck

And I don't fuck with niggas, tell a bum nigga back up

F-freak hoe, fuck her real good I pull her tracks up

Money on my mind I need my papers to go stack up

Hermès on my jeans. I don't want no Ksubi pants bru.

Purple in my Lean I think I'm obsessed with act bru.

I gave her the dick once now this bitch got act up.

Nigga yo' shit fucking ass I tell that boy pack up

If it's the future or the past I could never fucking lack bru.

Smoking on that wood that shit punching and it smack bru.

This the fucking start niggas they don't even know it yet.

Tell a nigga bring a band

Niggas cannot show me that

Chrome Hearts cross all on my body they think I'm a holy man.

I don't really fuck with pills but I be geeking off them xans.

Blue pills all up in my body moving like I'm superman

Niggas don't know where I'm from we will really do yo mans.