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youngvaz - fast lane lyrics

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[chorus: youngvaz]
yeah i’m in the fast lane
magic like david blayne
got all the drip to call me lil wayne
put my mask on yeah they call me bane
depression got me going insane

[verse 1: youngvaz]
going 180 lost at the back
hit the finish line go to finish the track
always gonna beat you yeah that’s facts
got girl passenger yeah she got racks

[verse 2: youngvaz]
your girl wanna smash yeah i’m like nah hoe
she comes to my house and gives me a blow blow
take the glock from the pocket yeah i got ammo
pop a cap in your head you gonna die slow

[bridge: youngvaz]
really wanna mess
i’m like nah bro bless
if you really want stress
you playing checkers i’m playing chess

[verse 3: youngvaz]
in the car driving in 5 gear
wanna hit the drift yeah i’m here
when we finna race i’m about o steer
get the cup pour me some beer

[verse 4: youngvaz]
mic in my hand glock in my pocket
take it out yeah i finna c#ck it
the bullet don’t shoot i’m gonna stock it
after all that you better stop it

[chorus: youngvaz]
yeah i’m in the fast lane
magic like david blayne
got all the drip they call me lil wayne
put my mask on they call me bane
depression got me going insane

[verse 4: youngvaz]
yeah i got the glock yeah i got the seven
finish you off with the mac11
god ain’t gonna take you to heaven
pull up to your crib with the ak#47
white gold on my neck yeah i got the flow
so much ice on my neck, i make the summer snow
lambo dripped out with the flow
gold digger i’m like h#ll no

[verse 5: youngvaz]
she said she loved me but left me on read
even tho she said i was the greatest in bed
if you wanna smoke i got the med
i got the drip making the bread

[conclution: youngvaz]
i’m gods plan call me drake
don’t wanna know the money i make
i ain’t your chick i ain’t that fake
she be slithering like a snake

- youngvaz lyrics

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