cade brown - both lanes 2: the highway (feat. yvng tangerine) lyrics
[intro: cade brown & yvng tangerine]
you know i drive in the left lane
you know i drive in the right lane
with your girl in the club poppin champagne
waa……
okay, that’s like the same… we’ve already done that before
yeah, that was like what? 4 months ago? that’s kinda trash
okay, i mean, we’ve had some good songs since then (ehh, maybe?)
[verse 1: yvng tangerine]
girl she say like me
she say she wanna fight me (ok?)
she say that i’m exciting
her man, he want to fight me (boyfriend? ha!)
don’t like him cause he not me
she say i’m the only
a real one, not a phony
up in the club, she moaning
monte parked out on the strip
.32 strapped on the hip
plug walk in and my lean drip
now i’m the captain of this ship
met all my woes on christianmingle
no wonder i’m always single (pray!)
both lanes, drivin, last lit single
screamin “ho”s, my name kris kringle
yeah, ice cream colored lambo
suicide doors got the ammo
get outta here with that wack flow
she twerkin, i make her go slow mo
people please enjoy this show
yeah, yeah, yeah
court side with the bad chick
100 thousand up on my wrist
21 flow, i’m a savage
[verse 2: cade brown]
it’s the highway
gotta have it my way
all the rappers
yeah, they can take the sideway
roll up in a private jet
shiny diamonds on my neck (bling, bling, bling!)
hundred thousand on this check
roll up to the club and flex
(yuh, yuh!)
switch up my flows like i switch up my hoes
i’m a happy guy, go where the four winds blow
all these other rappers obsidian, they think they tough
then i hit em with my diamonds and call their bluff (minecraft!)
all my fake rappers embarr-ssin
“rut ro!”, their raps r rough!
that’s what i call alliteration (poetry!)
drink a lot of water call that hydratio
bring my brita filtration
these other rappers buy water at gas stations
i’m the king of hydration
awaiting my grand coronation
i’m a king, bling, look at this ring!
look at this song! i’m gonna sing!
you girl and me? we ain’t no thing!
but she’s still gonna be my fling! (erin!)
[verse 3: yvng tangerine]
yeah, and i know that i deserve that
micro cheating in the bars, man you a kitkat
remind yourself of “ “, because imma hit that (hit it!)
rollin stone, monte carlo, both lanes imma swerve that (hit it, hit it!)
got the come-up from the plug
gucci, not superm trash
latinas on the water
get ‘em wet like i’m super-wax (swish, swish, swish)
take your girl back to my condo
lose the clothes, we earned that (zip)
yeah, i should be driving mrs. davis
but basic problems come up like you kim, bruce, and caitlyn
flex the chains and gatorade by women be hated
don’t pick up the phone, because it may be the fake ones
spread the love of jesus christ, don’t mess with satan
[verse 4: cade brown]
came in with a .30
i’m gonna make it dirty
put you on the wall
you a humpty dumpty rapper, and you had a great fall! (humpty dumpty, humpty dumpty, humpty dumpy!)
my belts all gucci
bring your girl to twister and i get her a smoothie
afterwards she wanna smooch me
i say yeah, get to third base watching a movie
take your girl to market square (ooh!)
she sit on me like a comfy chair
other rappers say it’s not fair (what?)
lil cade flexin’ like bezos, but i got full hair
hatin’ cause i carry a gun
hatin’ cause i’m just havin fun
hatin’ because i’m number one
they still hatin, but this song done!
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