twikipedia – lane Lyrics

lane – twikipedia Lyrics

Party rock, I can't walk

Cause I'm sippin' on this motherfuckin' Wock'

So much my money, I lost track of what I bought

Got the sniper with the scope and now I'm aiming like a bot

Then you tell me it's okay, making too much money on my face

No I can't be motherfucking fake

Love to talk down, love the talkin' shit

If he keep on fucking talking, then I'll pull up with a glick

Love to hate me, you not really making guap

Don't DM me, I'm not really tryna talk

Give a fuck bout the time but I'm still gon' buy a watch

Making money, they can just sit back and watch

Get away from me, Glock in my pocket, bitch

NOVA going up and you know that we ain't stopping bitch

All my brothers feelin' this, you know they always hitting licks

If he talking shit (f-f-fuck) then he getting hit

Diamond on my chain, yes I'm flexxing

If she don't hit my phone then I ain't stressing

She said "You're the best, Ways"

I'm the best there is

If you talking shit stopping ain't matter

Diamond on my chain, yes I'm flexxing

If she don't hit my phone then I ain't stressing

She said you're the best Ways

I'm the best there is

If you talking shit tell me it ain't matter

She said I was better but I never changed

Only thing that change about me, I make money everyday

Only thing they hate about me, I make way more than they say

If he thinking he can top me then somebody go and tell him he insane

When I'm walking to the bank

don't know your name

And, no, you're not getting payments, get the fuck out of my lane