fast lane - luh ty lyrics
[intro]
(xair, let me get that motherf*cker)
ski
yeah, n*gga, yeah, n*gga
phew, phew
n*gga, n*gga, yeah
i’m a motherf*ckin’ player, not a simp, b*tch
this sh*t comin’ off the head like a temp, b*tch
[chorus]
hold up, hoe, i’m a player, not no simp, b*tch (not no simp, hoe)
this sh*t comin’ off the top like a temp, b*tch (like a temp, b*tch)
and your ho tryna kick it like a sensei (like a sensei)
maybe she can get some d*ck, but i ain’t payin’ rent, bae (i ain’t payin’ sh*t, b*tch)
young n*gga stackin’ bands, yeah, i talk different (i talk different)
i can blow a hunnid racks ‘cause my guap different (my guap different)
that b*tch ain’t even bad, she a catfishin’ trick (catfishin’ trick)
i got your ho doin’ flips, that b*tch acrobatic (that b*tch acrobatic)
[verse]
i been smokin’ on that strong, you can smell the pack (yeah, yeah)
in the booth, i’m in that mode, sippin’ lean, relax (n*gga, yeah)
you might think bro finna crash the way he bend the whip (skrrt, skrrt)
took your b*tch and sent her back, i ain’t cuffin’ sh*t (f*ck that ho)
took your ho, then ran it back, b*tch, i need a refund (need a refund)
i’m too high, shades dark, i can’t see none’ (like ray charles)
i be way up in the stars, b*tch, i’m finna be one (n*gga, yeah)
cut that ho off, now she beggin’, b*tch, you d1 (get the f*ck on)
yeah, that b*tch a track star
baby, i’m a dog, i got pits in my backyard (n*gga, grr)
n*ggas actin’ tough, but they soft like a pop*tart (f*ck outta here)
and we steady touchin’ racks, yeah, that part (b*tch, that part)
took your b*tch, she call me timmy, i be turnin’ up (i be turnin’ up)
n*gga, we been gettin’ racks, what you talkin’ ‘bout? (what you talkin’ ‘bout?)
name hot, got the streets sayin’ i’m burnin’ up (i’m burnin’ up)
ain’t no doubt about it, b*tch, i’m runnin’ up (yeah, i’m runnin’ up)
b*tch, we really stackin’ cake (huh?)
i ain’t never fold, n*gga, know my pockets straight (know my pockets straight)
steady grindin’, that’s what it take to be great (that’s what it take)
and i’m spittin’ real sh*t, this ain’t fake (ain’t no fake sh*t, b*tch)
[chorus]
hold up, hoe, i’m a player, not no simp, b*tch (not no simp, b*tch)
this sh*t comin’ off the top like a temp, b*tch (like a temp, b*tch)
and your ho tryna kick it like a sensei (like a sensei)
maybe she can get some d*ck, but i ain’t payin’ rent, bae (i ain’t payin’ rent, hoe)
young n*gga stackin’ bands, yeah, i talk different (i talk different)
i can blow a hunnid racks ‘cause my guap different (my guap different)
that b*tch ain’t even bad, she a catfishin’ trick (catfishin’ trick)
i got your ho doin’ flips, that b*tch acrobatic (that b*tch acrobatic)
[outro]
n*gga, yeah, what the f*ck?
phew, phew
yeah, n*gga, ski
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