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high as f+ck n+gga, moving in slow motion
we finna’ get straight to it n+gga
it’s a fast lane world siyd, swag
this sh+t never gon’ stop he too f+ckin’ ill he can’t help it

yeah, i been outside all day what’s the business
up early morning runnin’ through packs like it’s christmas
she a freaky b+tch up points up on my list then
all day, you n+ggas playing and y’all act like you don’t listen

f+ck that b+tch all daytime at night she won’t see me
i’m too ill, n+gga get back i got diseases
why do i feel like every season my season
we can chill, we can f+ck, pull out that phone then i’m leaving

know i got that fire on me just looking for a reason
get you gone it won’t cost nothing, could buy a bag of cheetos
every pack touchdown, brody gon’ nail it n+gga, t++zo
i’m high as f+ck at the function d+mn where the fees’ go

you ever heard of fast lane, i’m high when i’m in my mode
know the junkie’s out i’ma trap in the snow
n+gga don’t let that quiet sh+t fool you, he’ll let it blow
know these n+ggas sick, i ain’t quitin’ sh+t, let it go

know that we fast lane
if i cross states, know i’m coppin’ the whole thing
where is the codeine
got a few pieces of the road, it ain’t gon’ cost me
your b+tch going now she a part of our team
i’m in nyc, like the nets, chasing the chop cheese
yeah i ain’t gotta say too much, the bag gon’ follow me
think he flyer than duffie, that boy smoke ketamine
i been on the road gettin’ to it, dodging them felonies

yeah, i been outside all day what’s the business
up early morning runnin’ through packs like it’s christmas
she a freaky b+tch up points up on my list then
all day, you n+ggas playing and y’all act like you don’t listen

f+ck that b+tch all daytime at night she won’t see me
i’m too ill, n+gga get back i got diseases
why do i feel like every season my season
we can chill, we can f+ck, pull out that phone then i’m leaving

trap sh+t, trap sh+t, i ain’t really been tired but i’m filling the mattress
it’s hard to inhale around you, n+ggas is cat p+ss
please don’t walk up on me i’ve been waiting to blast it
break it down and hit the road let’s see who the fastest

hold on, why you stop keep going n+gga

i got money spending habits, i got a bad b+tch passion
hold on, i mean i got a passion for f+ckin’ bad b+tches
all them n+ggas can keep laughing i been past n+ggas
everybody can’t be fast lane, you can’t keep up
i been out here gettin’ it n+ggas feet kicked up
tie your laces up you trip, n+gga you fall then you f+cked
it’s the fast lane world duffie never letting up

oh, you a fast lane girl yeah i’m tryna get inside of that
hopping out that, aye, yeah it sounds something like that
if twin pass fine sh+t i’m finding where her throat at
if twin pass bullsh+t then you know that i’m off that

yeah fast lane

siyd, swag



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