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Lane Video (MV)




Performed By: Majori
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: MaJory Herron




Majori - Lane Lyrics
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Get the f*ck out of my lane
Move bitch move bitch move bitch
Get the f*ck out of my way
Move bitch move bitch
Get on gone move bitch
Get the f*ck out of my lane
You in my personal space, get the f*ck out of my face
F*ck what you say, f*ck what you think
Long as I got money up in the bank
Y'all niggas stank, y'all niggass shitty
Soul food 'cause my flow gritty
If you a hoe, I don't show pitty
Y'all niggas broker than a f*cking penny bank
Banking banking like Tyra
Skrrt skrrt skrrt they tired of my tires
Killing them niggas like Michael Myers
I ain't Donald Trump but y'all niggas fired (Ooh ooh)
Look at me now, look at me now
But no I ain't Chris but I still rock, yes I'm the shit
Y'all niggas clowns but y'all still not It (Woah)
I don't want to have to tell you niggas no more
You get to close, you'll get choked
By my foot on your throat (Yeah)
I eat these verses every day (Yeah) buffet (Yeah) I slay (Yeah)
You know this ain't the freeway bitch
Get the f*ck out of my lane
Move bitch move bitch move bitch
Get the f*ck out of my way
Move bitch move bitch
Get on gone move bitch
Get the f*ck out of my lane
Move bitch move bitch move bitch
Get the f*ck out of my way
Move bitch move bitch
Get on gone move bitch
Get the f*ck out of my lane
G-g-get back move aside step down (Step down hoe)
Why you niggas trynna play around (Ugh)
This ain't the playground, take that wack shit home boy (Go home)
Tell me why are your raps written by your homeboy (Nah)
We don't do those things (Nah)
We don't play no games (Nah)
None of my bitches ain't plain
Y-y-y'all niggas ain't fly like planes
Y-y-y'all niggas ain't in my lane
Y'all niggas just copying (Ah)
You are a mini-me, I know you envy me
You are my enemy, You probably into me
Rapping is meant for me (Woah)
I spit so sick I'm ill, I need some pills
Get the Dr. PhD, I'm getting cheese
They in the trap, they r-a-t's
I got the meat, call me Arby's
I heard these niggas is mad at me
I don't give a f*ck honestly
Truthfully if you f*ck with me
I'll make you bleed from your arteries
Wow (Wow) yeah (Yeah) no (No) no (No)
These niggas is my bitches tell 'em get on all fours
And now imma say if you in my way
Get the f*ck out of my lane
Move bitch move bitch move bitch
Get the f*ck out of my way
Move bitch move bitch
Get on gone move bitch
Get the f*ck out of my lane
Move bitch move bitch move bitch
Get the f*ck out of my way
Move bitch move bitch
Get on gone move bitch
Get the f*ck out of my lane
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English

Get the f*ck out of my lane
Move bitch move bitch move bitch
Get the f*ck out of my way
Move bitch move bitch
Get on gone move bitch
Get the f*ck out of my lane
You in my personal space, get the f*ck out of my face
F*ck what you say, f*ck what you think
Long as I got money up in the bank
Y'all niggas stank, y'all niggass shitty
Soul food 'cause my flow gritty
If you a hoe, I don't show pitty
Y'all niggas broker than a f*cking penny bank
Banking banking like Tyra
Skrrt skrrt skrrt they tired of my tires
Killing them niggas like Michael Myers
I ain't Donald Trump but y'all niggas fired (Ooh ooh)
Look at me now, look at me now
But no I ain't Chris but I still rock, yes I'm the shit
Y'all niggas clowns but y'all still not It (Woah)
I don't want to have to tell you niggas no more
You get to close, you'll get choked
By my foot on your throat (Yeah)
I eat these verses every day (Yeah) buffet (Yeah) I slay (Yeah)
You know this ain't the freeway bitch
Get the f*ck out of my lane
Move bitch move bitch move bitch
Get the f*ck out of my way
Move bitch move bitch
Get on gone move bitch
Get the f*ck out of my lane
Move bitch move bitch move bitch
Get the f*ck out of my way
Move bitch move bitch
Get on gone move bitch
Get the f*ck out of my lane
G-g-get back move aside step down (Step down hoe)
Why you niggas trynna play around (Ugh)
This ain't the playground, take that wack shit home boy (Go home)
Tell me why are your raps written by your homeboy (Nah)
We don't do those things (Nah)
We don't play no games (Nah)
None of my bitches ain't plain
Y-y-y'all niggas ain't fly like planes
Y-y-y'all niggas ain't in my lane
Y'all niggas just copying (Ah)
You are a mini-me, I know you envy me
You are my enemy, You probably into me
Rapping is meant for me (Woah)
I spit so sick I'm ill, I need some pills
Get the Dr. PhD, I'm getting cheese
They in the trap, they r-a-t's
I got the meat, call me Arby's
I heard these niggas is mad at me
I don't give a f*ck honestly
Truthfully if you f*ck with me
I'll make you bleed from your arteries
Wow (Wow) yeah (Yeah) no (No) no (No)
These niggas is my bitches tell 'em get on all fours
And now imma say if you in my way
Get the f*ck out of my lane
Move bitch move bitch move bitch
Get the f*ck out of my way
Move bitch move bitch
Get on gone move bitch
Get the f*ck out of my lane
Move bitch move bitch move bitch
Get the f*ck out of my way
Move bitch move bitch
Get on gone move bitch
Get the f*ck out of my lane
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Writer: MaJory Herron
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