Fast Lane by Javiri Lyrics
Fast Lane (Fast Lane)
Fast Lane (fast lane)
Fast Lane yeah (fast lane)
Fast lane yeah, woah (woahhhh)
In the fast lane no pit stop
Whipping hits my wrist locked
Another man talking with that shit talk
Trying to hard to get me pissed off
Time wastes for no man like tick tock
Motherfuck a fed shoot like chris paul
I swear they so fake like a tit job
I dont fuck with none cus they criss cross
They stay telling me Ive been off the map like where the fuck have you been
I've been so busy blowing finest of gas
Learning not to trust again
I been running up my mothafucking stats
Getting coin getting yen
Dont even try squeezing in my circle
Trust me you not getting in
I got lots of motherfucking options
See 5-0 I take caution
She really love that I dont give a single fuck
Thinks im motherfucking awesome
I just think she fucking on sumn
Trust me im not what you need
Cus I love myself to mofucking much
No you not the one for me
Trust me you can keep her shes playing like its madden
I called her pussy jasmine
Cus its always got a lad in
They ain’t never gon' stop laughing
Til you making this shit happen
They always ask if i remember, I do
But motherfuck the past tense
I used to care to much but now its whatever forever
Ain't no internet thug gon’ hurt you they gon' pump fake with the pressure
I dont need no fucking squad or gang, we not in this together
They call me web but im not copy and paste, all these clones I can't measure
Time is motherfucking money, man, I done wasted bands on headaches
She wasting time but id be lying if I said I ain't like the attention
And im still in my fucking dawn, not old enough for credit
Im in my own lane, but they crossing, they ain't even worth a mention
Trust me you can never hurt me, give a fuck if you desert me
And I know you dont deserve me, cus im really not where earth be
In the fast lane no pit stop, whipping hits my wrist locked, another man talking with that shit talk, trying to hard to get me pissed off
Trust me you can never hurt me, give a fuck if you desert me, and I know you dont deserve me, cus im really not where earth be
Time waits for no man like tick tock, mofuck a fed shoot like chris paul, I swear they so fake like a tit job, I dont fuck with none cus they criss cross
Fast Lane (fast lane)
Fast Lane yeah (fast lane)
Fast lane yeah, woah (woahhhh)
In the fast lane no pit stop
Whipping hits my wrist locked
Another man talking with that shit talk
Trying to hard to get me pissed off
Time wastes for no man like tick tock
Motherfuck a fed shoot like chris paul
I swear they so fake like a tit job
I dont fuck with none cus they criss cross
They stay telling me Ive been off the map like where the fuck have you been
I've been so busy blowing finest of gas
Learning not to trust again
I been running up my mothafucking stats
Getting coin getting yen
Dont even try squeezing in my circle
Trust me you not getting in
I got lots of motherfucking options
See 5-0 I take caution
She really love that I dont give a single fuck
Thinks im motherfucking awesome
I just think she fucking on sumn
Trust me im not what you need
Cus I love myself to mofucking much
No you not the one for me
Trust me you can keep her shes playing like its madden
I called her pussy jasmine
Cus its always got a lad in
They ain’t never gon' stop laughing
Til you making this shit happen
They always ask if i remember, I do
But motherfuck the past tense
I used to care to much but now its whatever forever
Ain't no internet thug gon’ hurt you they gon' pump fake with the pressure
I dont need no fucking squad or gang, we not in this together
They call me web but im not copy and paste, all these clones I can't measure
Time is motherfucking money, man, I done wasted bands on headaches
She wasting time but id be lying if I said I ain't like the attention
And im still in my fucking dawn, not old enough for credit
Im in my own lane, but they crossing, they ain't even worth a mention
Trust me you can never hurt me, give a fuck if you desert me
And I know you dont deserve me, cus im really not where earth be
In the fast lane no pit stop, whipping hits my wrist locked, another man talking with that shit talk, trying to hard to get me pissed off
Trust me you can never hurt me, give a fuck if you desert me, and I know you dont deserve me, cus im really not where earth be
Time waits for no man like tick tock, mofuck a fed shoot like chris paul, I swear they so fake like a tit job, I dont fuck with none cus they criss cross