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wrong lane - yungen mb lyrics

wrong lane lyrics
get out my lane you ain’t fast enough
we be whippin’ foreigns, throwing gang signs when we passin’ em
b*tches throwing p*ssy, we stack racks
yeah you know what this is
gang

[hook: yungen mb]
get out my lane you ain’t fast enough
we be whippin’ foreigns, throwing gang signs when we passin’ em
b*tches throwing p*ssy, we stack racks they not wet enough
d*ck up in that 40 that’s a cold case on murray
get out my lane you ain’t fast enough
we be whippin’ foreigns, throwing gang signs when we passin’ em
b*tches throwing p*ssy, we stack racks they not wet enough
d*ck up in that 40 that’s a cold case on murray

[verse: yungen mb]
old school foreign
my b*tch she classy, not boring
i keep that sport shift going
double cup, he snoring
turbo engine on roar, speed racing through the forest
i keep that iron on me n*gga
if you want smoke, then it’s war
i keep a shooter on deck
he keep one in the whole; russian roulette
i got the keys to the set
i be f*cking her hard, she smacking me back
500 on da j’s n*gga
you step on my shoes, i step on ya neck
da pressure is on
through cartiers i see broke n*ggas, no check
cubic link, no flex
f*ck love i want s*x
p*ssy better be the best
ig can’t verify i’ma g, leave that sh*t to the feds
touch my bread, 2 to the head
f*ck shootin’ out ya legs
gold trigger on the pump, gold finger, don’t get slumped
[bridge: yungen mb]
i’m from the east, that one way
6 street n*gga, that’s gunplay
haven’t been home in a long while
‘cause we shoot in broad day
i’m from the east, that one way
6 street n*gga, that’s gunplay
don’t get caught in the wrong lane
choppa shoot out ya brain

[hook]
get out my lane you ain’t fast enough
we be whippin’ foreigns, throwing gang signs when we passin’ em
b*tches throwing p*ssy, we stack racks they not wet enough
d*ck up in that 40 that’s a cold case on murray
get out my lane you ain’t fast enough
we be whippin’ foreigns, throwing gang signs when we passin’ em
b*tches throwing p*ssy, we stack racks they not wet enough
d*ck up in that 40 that’s a cold case on murray

[verse 2: all hustle citi]
yeah, yeah, yeah
iron man my whip, i’m pulling up looking like tony stark
foreign after foreign and i ain’t talking ‘bout a d*mn car
all this ice around my neck, i’m shining like a d*mn star
if she ain’t talking ‘bout the head, then she won’t make it to the car
glock 40, curry on it
choppa got them titties on it
yeah my b*tch be super bad, i’m bout to put hickies on her
cook it up and get it gone
my youngins will wipe your nose
used to talk sh*t to the stove
hold it down, will never fold
from ten*a*key to sinner street, shoutout my n*ggas on the east
we gone grind, gone get this bag
hop in our lane, we on your ass
from ten*a*key to sinner street, shoutout my n*ggas on the east
we gone grind, gone get this bag
hop in our lane, we on your ass
[bridge: yungen mb]
i’m from the east, that one way
6 street n*gga, that’s gunplay
haven’t been home in a long while
‘cause we shoot in broad day
i’m from the east, that one way
6 street n*gga, that’s gunplay
don’t get caught in the wrong lane
choppa shoot out ya brain

get out my lane you ain’t fast enough
we be whippin’ foreigns, throwing gang signs when we passin’ em
b*tches throwing p*ssy
gang

- yungen mb lyrics

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