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Switching Lanes (feat. JIMBO Da Goat)
by T-Money
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Sick of all these snakes, be switching lanes yeah (Yeah, yeah)
People say they're gonna change, but never change yeah (Oh no)
Oh look (Oh look), it's another faker (What, what)
Another snake yeah, moving different ways yeah (Oh no)
Sick of all these snakes, be switching lanes yeah (They doing what now)
People say they're gonna change, but never change yeah (Oh no)
Oh look (Oh look), it's another faker (What)
Another snake yeah, moving different ways yeah (Ways, yeah)
Hop in the ride and go (Ride and go)
Pedal be touching the floor (The what)
Oh he flashy, hit that dance. She wanna drive the boat (Drive it)
They just be switching it up (Yeah)
LBE making it up (Making it up)
Pass me the fronto the runts (Fronto the runts)
Back to back smoking the blunts (Smoking the blunts)
Hop in the ride and go (Ride and go)
Pedal be touching the floor (Touching the floor)
Oh he flashy, hit that dance. She wanna drive the boat (Drive the boat)
They just be switching it up (Switching it up)
LBE making it up (Ohhohh)
Pass me the fronto the runts (Fronto the runts)
Back to back smoking the blunts (Smoking the blunts)
Yeah-ahhhh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uhhhhuhhhh
It's Jimi Choo in this bitch, look
Bitch I be Cartier shaded
For my homies that died I get faded
Perk’ed up, bitch I'm medicated
I put it on God, imma make it
Me and gang, we iced out
Run up on me then it's lights out
She was all over this lifestyle
She was all over this uhh-uhhh
Drip down, imma do it again
We been grinding hard, trying to win
All my demons with me, they gone spin.
Every day imma run up a sin
We was straight, it ain't work out
I be up but I'm perk’ed down
Baby mama off perks now
Ass fat, so it burst out
Ass fat, it's gon' bust out the jeans
I be sipping, I be copping the lean
I be running up the guap for the team
I be shooting with that Glock and a beam
She was on me like, the fuck do you mean
I be living, this shit was a dream
I be living, this shit was a dream
I be living, this shit was a dream
Sick of all these snakes, be switching lanes yeah (Yeah, yeah)
People say they're gonna change, but never change yeah (Oh no)
Oh look, it's another faker (What, what)
Another snake yeah, moving different ways yeah (Oh no)
Sick of all these snakes, be switching lanes yeah (They doing what now)
People say they're gonna change, but never change yeah (Oh no)
Oh look, it's another faker (What)
Another snake yeah, moving different ways yeah
Sick of all these snakes, be switching lanes yeah (Yeah, yeah)
People say they're gonna change, but never change yeah (Oh no)
Oh look (Oh look), it's another faker (What, what)
Another snake yeah, moving different ways yeah (Oh no)
Sick of all these snakes, be switching lanes yeah (They doing what now)
People say they're gonna change, but never change yeah (Oh no)
Oh look (Oh look), it's another faker (What)
Another snake yeah, moving different ways yeah (Ways, yeah)
Hop in the ride and go (Ride and go)
Pedal be touching the floor (The what)
Oh he flashy, hit that dance. She wanna drive the boat (Drive it)
They just be switching it up (Yeah)
LBE making it up (Making it up)
Pass me the fronto the runts (Fronto the runts)
Back to back smoking the blunts (Smoking the blunts)
Hop in the ride and go (Ride and go)
Pedal be touching the floor (Touching the floor)
Oh he flashy, hit that dance. She wanna drive the boat (Drive the boat)
They just be switching it up (Switching it up)
LBE making it up (Ohhohh)
Pass me the fronto the runts (Fronto the runts)
Back to back smoking the blunts (Smoking the blunts)
Yeah-ahhhh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uhhhhuhhhh
It's Jimi Choo in this bitch, look
Bitch I be Cartier shaded
For my homies that died I get faded
Perk’ed up, bitch I'm medicated
I put it on God, imma make it
Me and gang, we iced out
Run up on me then it's lights out
She was all over this lifestyle
She was all over this uhh-uhhh
Drip down, imma do it again
We been grinding hard, trying to win
All my demons with me, they gone spin.
Every day imma run up a sin
We was straight, it ain't work out
I be up but I'm perk’ed down
Baby mama off perks now
Ass fat, so it burst out
Ass fat, it's gon' bust out the jeans
I be sipping, I be copping the lean
I be running up the guap for the team
I be shooting with that Glock and a beam
She was on me like, the fuck do you mean
I be living, this shit was a dream
I be living, this shit was a dream
I be living, this shit was a dream
Sick of all these snakes, be switching lanes yeah (Yeah, yeah)
People say they're gonna change, but never change yeah (Oh no)
Oh look, it's another faker (What, what)
Another snake yeah, moving different ways yeah (Oh no)
Sick of all these snakes, be switching lanes yeah (They doing what now)
People say they're gonna change, but never change yeah (Oh no)
Oh look, it's another faker (What)
Another snake yeah, moving different ways yeah
