[Intro: Stunna Cold]
Yeah, aye, fatal
Zip, flare, another Grand Prix
Yeah, aye
In the fast lane
Yeah, aye
Turn it up a little bit
Luxebwoys Platinumbwoys
You know how I'm rocking n***a
Yeah, L-U-X-E
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, aye

[Verse 1: Stunna Cold]
Run it up again, I had to get it off the lot
Do a hundred miles, like I'm running from the cops
Pedal to the floor, butterfly doors
Open up doors, bitch it's coming off
People really hope that I have a way
People really wish that I wasn't safe
People really wish that I wasn't it
Now a n***a balling on some bullshit

[Chorus: Stunna Cold]
Man I'm living in the fast lane
Man I hope I don't crash mane
Man I'm living in the fast lane
Man I hope I don't crash mane (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (zip!)
Yeah, yeah, aye, fatal
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Stunna Cold]
Loyalty's a must
Royalty is plus
Loyalty is me
Royalty is us
N***as really wishing that my life was in a ditch
I was rocking foreign, they was rocking Fitch
Now I'm rocking Preme, they still rocking Fitch
Bum ass n***as, ya'll ain't on shit
Try me and my family, I'll kill you n***as Stitch
Lilo, Lilo my wave on the wrist, yeah

[Chorus: Stunna Cold]
Man I'm living in the fast lane
Man I hope I don't crash mane
Man I'm living in the fast lane
Man I hope I don't crash mane (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah