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TYP - Fast Lane (feat. Juro) Lyrics



TYP - Fast Lane (feat. Juro) Lyrics
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Yeah Yeah Yeah
I ride in a Porsche
I'm stuck in the fast lane you know I got to many horses
You better not crash me you know I don't do no endorsements
You not finna pass me my speed it gat to many sources
Like a hybrid two motors I'm blowing up still wearing forces
I'm not finna force it
RNS you know we don't cry but it is still rip Dorsett
No we can't lose we getting it all and we not finna forfeit
You niggas be cap I don't know these niggas they not in my orbit
CLA class 250 (AMG)
Put in a last like Huston a surname no I ain't talking bout Whitney
I'm taking a nap so nigga don't hit me
Taking off no need to permit me
He huffing and puffin but I'm asking did he
Do anything he ain't ain't getting no pity
Party at noon I ain't bringing my kidney
You niggas you gatta be kidding me
Charles Lee, I'm looking for Tiffany
You looking for heat nigga I'm the epitome
Taking my shot now you laid up light work like I'm euro stepping in Italy
My drip it be bringing humidity
The dash a digital push start nah nigga I ain't bout the villainy
You moving too slow nigga stay in the right lane
But me I'm finna express it
You know I'm gone blow nigga something like propane
And you know you cannot suppress it
I'm hearing my flow nigga you gatta explain
Don't lie just gimme my credit
I'm in the know with a campaign nigga like I'm running for the Senate
I ride in a Porsche
I'm stuck in the fast lane you know I got to many horses
You better not crash me you know I don't do no endorsements
You not finna pass me my speed it gat to many sources
Like a hybrid two motors I'm blowing up still wearing forces
Like a stain I ain't coming outta this
In the booth like I vote for politics
Need a mic and I'm finna gain
If you think I won't nigga that's preposterous
Graduated didn't get a scholarship
Didn't care nigga I'm an optimist
In my prime and I got a job to fix
Transforming cause they would not assist
I stay in my bag (Why) like I didn't do my homework
Try to slide you know it won't work I ain't gatta use no perks
Snap back like a hat
You made your situation worst
Steady preaching like a church
Off the dome for this verse
Stick shift and reverse
Stop drop and roll
I'm in control I'm spitting heat so it's Geronimo
Stilton in the water
And you know we couldn't falter
Exploring like we Dora
Qué pasa contigo señiora
Turn his noodles to pasta like magic, Presto
Get it straight off the bat like the get go
I'm a ghost yeah not up on manifesto
You in a box like a bento
Am I the best nigga, I guess so
I ride in a Porsche
I'm stuck in the fast lane you know I got to many horses
You better not crash me you know I don't do no endorsements
You not finna pass me my speed it gat to many sources
Like a hybrid two motors I'm blowing up still wearing forces
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Yeah Yeah Yeah
I ride in a Porsche
I'm stuck in the fast lane you know I got to many horses
You better not crash me you know I don't do no endorsements
You not finna pass me my speed it gat to many sources
Like a hybrid two motors I'm blowing up still wearing forces
I'm not finna force it
RNS you know we don't cry but it is still rip Dorsett
No we can't lose we getting it all and we not finna forfeit
You niggas be cap I don't know these niggas they not in my orbit
CLA class 250 (AMG)
Put in a last like Huston a surname no I ain't talking bout Whitney
I'm taking a nap so nigga don't hit me
Taking off no need to permit me
He huffing and puffin but I'm asking did he
Do anything he ain't ain't getting no pity
Party at noon I ain't bringing my kidney
You niggas you gatta be kidding me
Charles Lee, I'm looking for Tiffany
You looking for heat nigga I'm the epitome
Taking my shot now you laid up light work like I'm euro stepping in Italy
My drip it be bringing humidity
The dash a digital push start nah nigga I ain't bout the villainy
You moving too slow nigga stay in the right lane
But me I'm finna express it
You know I'm gone blow nigga something like propane
And you know you cannot suppress it
I'm hearing my flow nigga you gatta explain
Don't lie just gimme my credit
I'm in the know with a campaign nigga like I'm running for the Senate
I ride in a Porsche
I'm stuck in the fast lane you know I got to many horses
You better not crash me you know I don't do no endorsements
You not finna pass me my speed it gat to many sources
Like a hybrid two motors I'm blowing up still wearing forces
Like a stain I ain't coming outta this
In the booth like I vote for politics
Need a mic and I'm finna gain
If you think I won't nigga that's preposterous
Graduated didn't get a scholarship
Didn't care nigga I'm an optimist
In my prime and I got a job to fix
Transforming cause they would not assist
I stay in my bag (Why) like I didn't do my homework
Try to slide you know it won't work I ain't gatta use no perks
Snap back like a hat
You made your situation worst
Steady preaching like a church
Off the dome for this verse
Stick shift and reverse
Stop drop and roll
I'm in control I'm spitting heat so it's Geronimo
Stilton in the water
And you know we couldn't falter
Exploring like we Dora
Qué pasa contigo señiora
Turn his noodles to pasta like magic, Presto
Get it straight off the bat like the get go
I'm a ghost yeah not up on manifesto
You in a box like a bento
Am I the best nigga, I guess so
I ride in a Porsche
I'm stuck in the fast lane you know I got to many horses
You better not crash me you know I don't do no endorsements
You not finna pass me my speed it gat to many sources
Like a hybrid two motors I'm blowing up still wearing forces
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Writer: DERONTE AUSTIN, JOSEPH WILSON
Copyright: Lyrics © THE MEZZO AGENCY, LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave

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Performed By: TYP
Language: English
Length: 2:44
Written by: DERONTE AUSTIN, JOSEPH WILSON

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