Lane Changing 2 lyrics

[Intro]
(RBE, SOB that's the gang, b*tch)

[Verse 1: Daboii]
Bro got the strap for a n*gga tryna lane switch, huh
Who these n*ggas wanna play with?
See n*ggas out lol they don't say sh*t
You ain't with the sh*t, you just do it for an image
T.O. got the 40 so don't ask why he limpin'
Nina with a Wii 'cause that b*tch got extension
I won't Twitter beef, middle fingers to your mention
I can never cuff, I don't claim no b*tch
Gotta rock with a paw, can't take no risk
Put a b*tch on a plane, tell her take more trips
n*ggas lyin' on the game, n*gga, make more sense
T.O., why these nerd n*ggas sneak dissin'?
Graduated with the mind of a street n*gga
Big GLOCK with the beam for the heat sensor
Can't chase the cat if the hoe got fleas with her
And that's why I gotta stay strapped
Heard n*ggas plottin', lil bro, push his face back
Lyin' on the Net, LOL, n*gga, state facts
Broke n*ggas hate cash, damn, bro, I hate rats
Goin' off the drugs 'cause my heart full of pain
I don't think with my head 'cause my heart is a brain
Dogs in the hood like to bark with a K
Ain't drop on a wood, I'ma spark in his face, look
I got goals, I don't care 'bout the next n*gga
Takin' pics with the strap, buy a vest with it
Outside, nerd n*ggas on the Net with it
Big ass guns for every opp n*gga set trippin, b*tch
[Verse 2: Lul G]
I'ma do it like J, take the K and get out
L's tryna rob us, lil n*gga, that's a big fail
Red bottoms buddy told a n*gga came from big kell
Joe's so wet like a n*gga rockin' big whales
Circle got small, lil n*gga, oh well
If I go to jail, lil n*gga, I'ma post bail
Gotta keep my eyes behind my back like a fish tail
Six seat class like a n*gga rang a b*tch bell
Talkin' false back to back, lil n*gga, post something
Talkin' gunplay, lil n*gga, you ain't tote nothing
Where that cash at, lil b*tch? I need more funds
Heard n*ggas plottin' so I went and bought more guns
Flexin' lil cheese, lil n*gga, them is poor ones
Talkin' cash sh*t 'cause my n*ggas really blow ones
RIP my brother Los, he was rockin' with the toast
15'll back a n*gga up, Melo in the post
Talkin' cash sh*t, now these b*tches wanna f*ck now
Young rich n*gga, come get with the Bustdown
Put my trust in you, nah, n*gga, I don't trust clowns
f*ckin' with them suckers, lil n*gga, better duck rounds

[Verse 3: Yhung T.O]
And that's why I just bought a chop
Police killing n*ggas so I rock with the GLOCK
If the boys get to trippin' I'll pop at a cop
I don't f*ck with my pops and I don't f*ck with the opps
Dark tints on me, don't talk, b*tch, show me
And these n*ggas ain't no threat, but they talkin' like they owe me
I remember praying in the dark on my lonely
Now God comin' through so these bad b*tches on me
But me, I be rockin' by my lonely
I be rockin' with my baby, we be rockin' with the 40
Everytime you see me he don't speak 'cause it's on me
And his brothers left him hanging 'cause them n*ggas don't want it
They know I slide through the block with them chops out
Domino effect, that's another n*gga knocked down
Might not live long except what I got now
Probably why I'll die before I let a n*gga rob now
RBE, SOB on my chain
n*ggas want funk then I put that on gang
My main b*tch paid, puttin' b*tches on a plane
See them chops, better run like a mothaf*ckin' slave
n*ggas love to talk, I just love getting paid
Too busy catchin' planes, now a broke n*gga fade
The f*ck I care about what a broke n*gga say?
Margielas 900, n*gga, you gon' need a raise
You the type to eat it when that b*tch need to shave
You a broke n*gga and your b*tch need a save
All that Twitter talkin' get you shot in the face
Fifty bands on a lawyer just so I can beat the case, lil n*gga