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Switch Lanes (Remix)

  1. Aye, Youngin, running this mothafucking hood
  2. And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask where the bud
  3. Cuz that shit already gone, up in them clouds
  4. I'm now, livin' this life with no doubts
  5. Getting money everywhere I go, they taking pictures
  6. Got finger cuts
  7. From all the money that I count with my entrepreneur fingers
  8. We riding around In that Benz, that Rarri
  9. Got hella bitches around me
  10. Haters is pure snakes, Like I'm living on Safari
  11. So roll up that Marley, We smoking louder than a Harley
  12. Young mothafucka getting old money
  13. Getting that green paper, with them big faces
  14. But you been looking, but you can't seem to face us
  15. I'm the best up in this hoe, You can't catch up cause you ridin slow
  16. I am a God, Holy Brother, only brother to fuck your mother and your hoe
  17. One clique, 3 guns and I hope all true motherfuckers know
  18. We the only ones that go hard up in this game
  19. Rapping over Tyga and The Game, cuz them mothafuckas don't know my name
  20. At least not yet, but I am in it to take over
  21. Young, hungry mothafucka, like Hova,
  22. Back up in the mothafucking day
  23. Nigga, when I need some head, your bitch come right away
  24. When she done gave me brain
  25. We go of off the hay, that Molly
  26. Young mothafucka in his prime like Muhammad Ali.
  27.  
  28. When I switch lanes, phantom doors swang
  29. Arm out the window screaming money ain't a thang
  30. Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
  31. Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
  32. Rarri switch lanes, diamonds in my chain
  33. Been around the world all the hoes know my name
  34. Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
  35. Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang
  36.  
  37. First verse was a little chiller, second verse is about to kill ya
  38. I could give a fuck as long as there is somebody iller
  39. but I doubt it, because I am a beat killer
  40. Drink a lot of purple, you can call me leaner
  41. Fuck them other niggas, they ain't about a shit
  42. They haters, so they will never admit
  43. They will never say the truth
  44. That I am the choosen one up in this booth
  45. Your career incline then goes down like a roof
  46. When I'm around y'all bitches don't say shit
  47. When I shoot, you be throwing sticks
  48. How you expect to win when you move ounces and I move bricks
  49. When I switch lanes, Phantom doors swang
  50. You already know it's my gang
  51. Riding trough your city, your bitch with me
  52. Throwing money her like I was a gene
  53. When I switch lanes, Rarri doors swang
  54. You better run when you hear that bang
  55. Cause me and the homies riding trough, smoking on that dank
  56. If you think you do it better, homie holler back
  57. You know I always got that gat, always stay strapped
  58. So step the fuck off the beat nigga fore you get slapped.

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