Jr - Next Lane Lyrics

Comin' from the next lane, chopper gun em down
Speedin' in the fast lane, runnin' through the town
Makin' hoes go crazy yeah they askin' for me now
Saint Laurent jacket baby showin' girls around
Ben Baller necklace yeah my momma would be proud
Speed's going up, yeah we runnin' through the clouds
Sirens in the distance, hidin' in the crowds
Comin' from the next lane, chopper gun em down

Comin' from the next lane, chopper gun em down
Speedin' in the fast lane, runnin' through the town
Makin' hoes go crazy yeah they askin' for me now
Saint Laurent jacket baby showin' girls around
Ben Baller necklace yeah my momma would be proud
Speed's going up, yeah we runnin' through the clouds
Sirens in the distance, hidin' in the crowds
Comin' from the next lane, chopper gun em down

Turnin' in the next lane, whippin' in the fast lane
Bitches beggin' askin' if I can be their next thing
Old hoe textin' me, wanna be her next king
Sit in my thrown {ha bitch} get in line
Coke on the table {ha bitch} let's do a line
Ain't slept in weeks {yeah bitch} that's a sign
The party too lit {Yeah} we won't f*ckin' survive
Shots to the rim, we pass out and don't feel the pain
The money's comin' in, I'ma maintain
So f*cked up, that I'ma never feel the pain
But f*ck it hand me another bottle of champagne
Celebrate success and go catch a private plane
Party so loud that all the neighbors do is bitch and complain
F*ck it if they call the cops, I'll take the blame
Cause they can't catch me, I'll leave their ass in flames

Comin' from the next lane, chopper gun em down
Speedin' in the fast lane, runnin' through the town
Makin' hoes go crazy yeah they askin' for me now
Saint Laurent jacket baby showin' girls around
Ben Baller necklace yeah my momma would be proud
Speed's going up, yeah we runnin' through the clouds
Sirens in the distance, hidin' in the crowds
Comin' from the next lane, chopper gun em down

Walkin' like that, yeah I'm talkin' like that
VVS diamonds, yeah they drippin' like that
Gucci bag stuntin', yeah we all up in that
Killers in the sky, ready for combat
All up in our privacy, where they gonna stop at
Can't even send a text, homie that's a fact
But f*ck these spy bitches, where that party at

Comin' from the next lane, chopper gun em down
Speedin' in the fast lane, runnin' through the town
Makin' hoes go crazy yeah they askin' for me now
Saint Laurent jacket baby showin' girls around
Ben Baller necklace yeah my momma would be proud
Speed's going up, yeah we runnin' through the clouds
Sirens in the distance, hidin' in the crowds
Comin' from the next lane, chopper gun em down