Laneswitch

(JD On Tha Track) (Nagra) Fuck it, I know I'm still young, I know I'm still dumb Man, I'm tryna change shit My youngins they be on that gang shit I send 'em, they pull up and bang shit I try to chill out and focus on music But niggas forgot that we dangerous When it come to that iron, we slang shit I'ma stay on this road till my laneswitch On the road gettin' check-in, but we call it flickin' These niggas ain't speakin' my language Pussy boy, I don't fuck with that lame shit It be hard to stay low 'cause this fame shit Had this doll give me mop in the back of my Beamer It's crazy you call her your main bitch Every link-up, it's always the same shit Now you not gonna know that the pain hit Said you won't be a opp, had your bitch give me top Told the guys, I'm like "Yo this is gay shit" Weight gold, I ain't rockin' no stainless Fill your head with three hollows, you brainless Put them goons on your ass, they lookin' for cash You fuck around, boy, and be chainless My city, I'm tryna rename this Run up on me, headshot, now you famous And I heard niggas lookin' for me And I heard niggas lookin' for my bros Pop out, I be icy and clean New drip from my head to my toe Catch a opp, back-to-back in the Rolls Bullets burnin', we get him, skips states and get low Ordered my food, then I took it to go I was thirteen, tryna flip me a O When I ain't know nothin', I knew I would blow I knew that one day I'd sell out a show I know these fuck niggas want me to lose Thanks for the haters for helpin' me grow I got some feelings I never let show Do it for Smelly , forever my bro Ride through my city, I'm drivin' on Forgis See me, I'm flexin' with butterfly doors Fuck it, I know I'm still young, I know I'm still dumb Man, I'm tryna change shit My youngins they be on that gang shit I send 'em, they pull up and bang shit I try to chill out and focus on music But niggas forgot that we dangerous When it come to that iron, we slang shit I'ma stay on this road till my laneswitch On the road gettin' check-in, but we call it flickin' These niggas ain't speakin' my language Pussy boy, I don't fuck with that lame shit It be hard to stay low 'cause this fame shit Had this doll give me mop in the back of my Beamer It's crazy you call her your main bitch Every link-up, it's always the same shit Now you not gonna know that the pain hit