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fast lane - stanwill lyrics

[intro]
slow down
yeah, okay (slow down)
slow down (i can’t slow down)
living in the fast lane, i can’t slow down

[hook]
living in the fast lane, i can’t slow down
i ain’t at the strip but you know it’s pros ’round
if we showed up, b*tch, you know we showed out
i got pape ’cause that money make the world go ’round
she thinking it’s the ass but i told her it’s the head for me
know a couple n*ggas still alive but they dead to me
he ain’t sb, dsm? he ain’t next to me
i ain’t with my old b*tch, nah, but a x on me

[verse]
all these fast whips, they can’t even keep up
i got green on me but my b*tch smell like pink runtz
how i’m balling, think yo baby could’ve went d1
i got thirty in this b*tch, i’ll blow him like a 3*1
i got thirty in this b*tch, i’ll blow him like a three five
it’s ironic how i’m in miami and the heat by
you gon’ meet juice wrld if we slide with three .9s
it ain’t no motherf*cking key on this foreign [?]
dukes told me slow down, i be living too fast
in verizon p*ssed, only walking out with two jacks
keep the rocket on me at all times, better scoop back
better use yo head, n*gga, that’s where we gon’ shoot at
i’m [?] in the coupe looking for my roof
he in my dms boutta cry, looking for his boo
she gon’ get her feelings hurt, she keep looking for the truth
i done socked him in [?] heard they still looking for his tooth
ha*ha, yeah, and that’s no cap
bro’ll wrap his ass up but he don’t rap
yeah, and we on that
f*ck a forty yard to that pape, b*tch, i’m four flat
yeah, b*tch, we drive fast cars and get fast pape
sack chase, jack grab till my last day
up blues on yo b*tch, made her ass shake
b*tch, i been every f*cking where except last place
when i take the ‘miris off, she gon’ blow b*lls
yeah, i’m mr. hit*a*b*tch*drop*her*off*and*don’t*call
if i see a bag off a cliff, know i dove off
if you thinking that we finna fall off, b*tch, oh nah
huh, oh nah, huh, oh nah, huh, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
[hook]
living in the fast lane, i can’t slow down
i ain’t at the strip but you know it’s pros ’round
if we showed up, b*tch, you know we showed out
i got pape ’cause that money make the world go ’round
she thinking it’s the ass but i told her it’s the head for me
know a couple n*ggas still alive but they dead to me
he ain’t sb, dsm? he ain’t next to me
i ain’t with my old b*tch, nah, but a x on me

[outro]
living in the fast lane, i can’t slow down
i ain’t at the strip but you know it’s pros ’round
if we showed up, b*tch, you know we showed out
i got pape ’cause that money make the world go ’round
she thinking it’s the ass but i told her it’s the head for me
know a couple n*ggas still alive but they dead to me
he ain’t sb, dsm? he ain’t next to me
i ain’t with my old b*tch, nah, but a x on me

- stanwill lyrics

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