Fast Lane
[Chorus]
Custom flights on demand
In the city I'm the man
Trynna chill with the fam
Private jet to japan
Got a hoe mixed she korean
Fuck a jag man I want a bm
She say she wanna be my bm
She hooked and she bringing a friend
I got two like I'm curry
Got em both in a hurry
We living fast don't worry
Hitting the gas in the rari
Do a hundred in the fast lane
Going fast like I'm Usain
Chill beat like I'm will made
Top down with the top fade

[Verse]
Weekend and we made bank
Girl at the crib and your girl ain't
Young and dumb thinkin it's a game
A little money coming with the fame
Spending money on the dumb shit
Hitting the club actin dumb rich
Playing my song and it's dumb lit
A hundred K did I mention
Get a check and I spend it
Girl hit me on the facetime
Had to hit her wit the decline
Bust Roley I ain't got time
Gotta keep to myself
My lyrics always been mine
Clear a shelf for a Grammy
Got wings like I'm free flying
Switch it up if want to
Ima do what Im gone do
Yella whip like a bumble bee
Yella girl named keke
My life is a movie
MJ I got 23
Ima rep and that's on me
Making moves like I'm Bruce Lee