Started A Lane

[Intro] (Hey McNab, hey McNab) (Matt, what up?) (Stunna worldwide) [Chorus] Uh, came with the gang, we let it bang (Yeah) Started a lane, we not the same (Yeah) Ain’t nothin' lame, we'll bust ya brain YSL chain, inside wood grain Beat out her frame, forgot her name Fit cost some change, hop on a plane Audemar plain (Audemar plain) Hop out the Coupe, hop in a Range Interior suede, don’t got a stain Heal from the pain, went and got paid We sip out the pint, smoke like a train City got stained, home of thе Brave I’m not throwing shade, I don’t wanna trade My wrist cost somе change, the Audemar plain My jet is a plane (Jet is a plane) [Verse 1] Hot sauce, I keep the propane Think the Wockhardt been keeping me sane (Sane) Told my doctor “Prescribe me them things”(Things) So high, can’t recall her name (Uh) Jumped off the porch, early age (Age) Tuesdays-Thurdsdays, the hood getting raided (Uh) Fucked on her twin, Section Eight Heard you ate her, I bought her some Lays (Chips) In the club with that thing on my hip Saw that big booty bitch, told her “Come here” Let all her friends come get drunk in the V.I.P Probably gon' take that bih' back to the crib, ayy Captain, I’m drivin' the ship That gun got a grip and I can’t let it slip, ayy Copped the C8 off the rip I’m ZO6 and I’m addin’ the chip (Ayy, skrr, skrr) Geek it’ up and it’s a vert, oh Whole lotta smoke when I swerve, oh Forgi’s they can’t scrape the curb, oh You lil' pussy boy got the nerve Add that shit up for my turf This ain’t no purse or no mufuckin' skirt, fool Watch how that fuck boy end up on the news Reach in my head and I loosen the screws [Chorus] Came with the gang, we let it bang (Yeah) Started a lane, we not the same (Yeah) Ain’t nothin' lame, we'll bust ya brain YSL chain, inside wood grain Beat out her frame, forgot her name Fit cost some change, hop on a plane Audemar plain (Audemar plain) Hop out the Coupe, hop in a Range Interior suede, don’t got a stain Heal from the pain, went and got paid We sip out the pint, smoke like a train City got stained, home of the Brave I’m not throwing shade, I don’t wanna trade My wrist cost some change, the Audemar plain My jet is a plane (Jet is a plane) [Verse 2] Her booty rockin’ and I think we rockin’ I want sloppy toppy, don’t switch up the topic We got the crew poppin’, ain’t nobody floppin' I know they gon’ cop it, don’t want ‘em to stop it I had to lock it, I know they don’t like it And she too excited, want me to adopt it We strike like a lightning, go hard like a bike And this life is enticing, and shady, and shiesty I done went down, put my dick in her box Crew done took off and don’t know how to stop They mad and they gon’ drop a whole lotta salt They think they gon’ take it but I’m knowin'- I’m knowin' not, copped this new Beamer, this shit a robot Roll wit' them demons, they eatin’ out the pot I take care of all of the real ones I got, we all we got She on my dick like a tick, it’s a thot Got her a new lollipop Asked for some tits and got sent to the doc Only rule don’t fuck an opp Thankin’ the God that my wrists cost a lot (A lot) Startin' a series, come watch (Come watch) Slid the tip in like a slot (Slot) Good pullin’ out, ain’t no pops [Chorus] Came with the gang, we let it bang (Yeah) Started a lane, we not the same (Yeah) Ain’t nothin' lame, we'll bust ya brain YSL chain, inside wood grain Beat out her frame, forgot her name Fit cost some change, hop on a plane Audemar plain (Audemar plain) Hop out the Coupe, hop in a Range Interior suede, don’t got a stain Heal from the pain, went and got paid We sip out the pint, smoke like a train City got stained, home of the Brave I’m not throwing shade, I don’t wanna trade My wrist cost some change, the Audemar plain My jet is a plane (Jet is a plane) [Outro] Hot sauce, I keep the propane Think the Wockhardt been keeping me sane Told my doctor “Prescribe me them things” So high, can’t recall her name (Uh)