(Hook)
I’m getting brain in the right lane (yeah, yeah)
From the drop to the musane (yeah, yeah)
Kick game like Luke Cane (yeah, yeah)
I’m killin and you ain’t (yeah yeah)
Cuz I’m chillin in the fast lane, (ok)
Cuz I’m chillin in the fast lane (ok)
Cuz I’m chillin in the fast lane, (ok)
Cuz I’m chillin in the fast lane (ok)

(Verse 1)
You gotta know the Game is with the game
Switchin lanes getting brain
On the way to the cash
N***a you can keep the change
I done came back to your city pick the bag up
New spot, I ain’t leavin till I fill the stash up (aye)
N***a get yo cash up, I don’t need back up
You can get the whole damn clip if you act up (blaww)
Fuck around and murder me a n***a hoe
N***a run up on me I’mma let the heater blow
I don’t beat her but I treat her like a meter though
You know me beat, skeet and delete a hoe
Coke get you hyped up
Weed make you cum
I got bread for the rib, got cheese for the bun
(Hook)
I’m getting brain in the right lane (yeah, yeah)
From the drop to the musane (yeah, yeah)
Kick game like Luke Cane (yeah, yeah)
I’m killin and you ain’t (yeah yeah)
Cuz I’m chillin in the fast lane, (ok)
Cuz I’m chillin in the fast lane (ok)
Cuz I’m chillin in the fast lane, (ok)
Cuz I’m chillin in the fast lane (ok)

(Verse 2)
Chillin in the fast lane
With your bitch, getting brain (yeah, yeah)
All red on me so a target is meant to aim (ok)
I gotta whole maroon vest strapped to my chest
Coming to this bitch like war, sprayin n***as I’m a vet
Bet
I’m killin these schemes, my rhymes upsets fiends
Can’t make profit off of me, so sorry bitch I don’t agree
I got a hunnid hoes with me and you jealous of Yamine
J’s on my feet, bitch I’m so fresh and clean
Let a n***a get jealous I’ll smoke a n***a
No joke n***a
Back of the trunk of folks n***a
Cops come callin, I’m on the go n***a
I don’t fold n***a
NIHD ain’t have no records
Just a sad n***a ain’t never getting better
This ain’t no love letter
(Hook)
I’m getting brain in the right lane (yeah, yeah)
From the drop to the musane (yeah, yeah)
Kick game like Luke Cane (yeah, yeah)
I’m killin and you ain’t (yeah yeah)
Cuz I’m chillin in the fast lane, (ok)
Cuz I’m chillin in the fast lane (ok)
Cuz I’m chillin in the fast lane, (ok)
Cuz I’m chillin in the fast lane (ok)