Lane Changing 2

Lyrics

[Intro] (RBE, SOB that's the gang, bitch) [Verse 1: Daboii] Bro got the strap for a nigga tryna lane switch, huh Who these niggas wanna play with? See niggas out lol they don't say shit You ain't with the shit, you just do it for an image T.O. got the 40 so don't ask why he limpin' Nina with a Wii 'cause that bitch got extension I won't Twitter beef, middle fingers to your mention I can never cuff, I don't claim no bitch Gotta rock with a paw, can't take no risk Put a bitch on a plane, tell her take more trips Niggas lyin' on the game, nigga, make more sense T.O., why these nerd niggas sneak dissin'? Graduated with the mind of a street nigga Big GLOCK with the beam for the heat sensor Can't chase the cat if the hoe got fleas with her And that's why I gotta stay strapped Heard niggas plottin', lil bro, push his face back Lyin' on the Net, LOL, nigga, state facts Broke niggas hate cash, damn, bro, I hate rats Goin' off the drugs 'cause my heart full of pain I don't think with my head 'cause my heart is a brain Dogs in the hood like to bark with a K Ain't drop on a wood, I'ma spark in his face, look I got goals, I don't care 'bout the next nigga Takin' pics with the strap, buy a vest with it Outside, nerd niggas on the Net with it Big ass guns for every opp nigga set trippin, bitch [Verse 2: Lul G] I'ma do it like J, take the K and get out L's tryna rob us, lil nigga, that's a big fail Red bottoms buddy told a nigga came from big kell Joe's so wet like a nigga rockin' big whales Circle got small, lil nigga, oh well If I go to jail, lil nigga, I'ma post bail Gotta keep my eyes behind my back like a fish tail Six seat class like a nigga rang a bitch bell Talkin' false back to back, lil nigga, post something Talkin' gunplay, lil nigga, you ain't tote nothing Where that cash at, lil bitch? I need more funds Heard niggas plottin' so I went and bought more guns Flexin' lil cheese, lil nigga, them is poor ones Talkin' cash shit 'cause my niggas really blow ones RIP my brother Los, he was rockin' with the toast 15'll back a nigga up, Melo in the post Talkin' cash shit, now these bitches wanna fuck now Young rich nigga, come get with the Bustdown Put my trust in you, nah, nigga, I don't trust clowns Fuckin' with them suckers, lil nigga, better duck rounds [Verse 3: Yhung T.O] And that's why I just bought a chop Police killing niggas so I rock with the GLOCK If the boys get to trippin' I'll pop at a cop I don't fuck with my pops and I don't fuck with the opps Dark tints on me, don't talk, bitch, show me And these niggas ain't no threat, but they talkin' like they owe me I remember praying in the dark on my lonely Now God comin' through so these bad bitches on me But me, I be rockin' by my lonely I be rockin' with my baby, we be rockin' with the 40 Everytime you see me he don't speak 'cause it's on me And his brothers left him hanging 'cause them niggas don't want it They know I slide through the block with them chops out Domino effect, that's another nigga knocked down Might not live long except what I got now Probably why I'll die before I let a nigga rob now RBE, SOB on my chain Niggas want funk then I put that on gang My main bitch paid, puttin' bitches on a plane See them chops, better run like a mothafuckin' slave Niggas love to talk, I just love getting paid Too busy catchin' planes, now a broke nigga fade The fuck I care about what a broke nigga say? Margielas 900, nigga, you gon' need a raise You the type to eat it when that bitch need to shave You a broke nigga and your bitch need a save All that Twitter talkin' get you shot in the face Fifty bands on a lawyer just so I can beat the case, lil nigga