CORBYN - Switchin’ Lanez lyrics

Everyday i gotta get it
325i I'm swervin' on them haters yeah

Switchin' lanes i'm boutta get it
Best believe I got it drippin'
On a level like

Heard I got that good good set it up
Fuckin' with that deuce eight raise it up
I ain't one to fuck with back it up
I got em, light it up

Hit this shit twice and I'm runnin'
We ain't got the time for them
They clownin' future lookin' bright, sunny
Ya'll too slow in the past man, sorry

I'm runnin' with that good good
Stackin' up
Now the haters actin' friendly cuz
They know what's up
Put the work in all myself
I got the midas touch
Agitated from the calculated formula

Fill the tank, yeah we gassed up
Lemonade, we squeeze the juice yeah
Oh they right, we left the mask up
Outta sight, we in the future

Feelin' like I got the answers
Numbers lookin' like it adds up
Minus all the competition
Calculated for the shake up

Check the rear view man they lookin'
Rev the gas twice like a sermon
This a classic muscle, had to flex it
Run-flats like I'm GTO we saucin'

We runnin' in that good good
Stuntin' like they would would
Fuck it cuz we could could gassin' on em
Swervin' all the fake lovin'
Middle fingers up and they just
Hatin' cuz we steady bubblin'

Everyday i gotta get it
325i I'm swervin' on them haters yeah
Switchin' lanes i'm boutta get it
Best believe I got it drippin'
On a level like

Heard I got that good good set it up
Fuckin' with that deuce eight raise it up
I ain't one to fuck with back it up
I got em, light it up

Twenty eight we goin' stupid hard unleaded
Leavin' tire marks in every lane we headed
Time is tickin' and we
Duckin' all the seconds
They too busy on the
Style they clearly jackin'

We runnin' the red lights
Livin' the fast life
Swervin' the haters I swear
That I passed twice on a half-life
Ya'll on a shelf life maybe too many
I gotta pretend that I'm seein' a few
Just so I can keep my sanity on cue

So how you gon' shine on
The man you can't see
Swipin' by the plastic life you post on feed
Why you frontin' like you hip
Can you please do you're self a hundred ten
Go to sleep

Cuz we get it everytime fuck a nine to five
We've been hundreds all our lives
RPM meters on the red line
We don't see the stop sign
Swervin' side to side

Check the rear view man they lookin'
Rev the gas twice like a sermon
This a classic muscle, had to flex it
Run-flats like I'm GTO we saucin'

We runnin' in that good good
Stuntin' like they would would
Fuck it cuz we could could gassin' on em
Swervin' all the fake lovin'
Middle fingers up and they just
Hatin' cuz we steady bubblin'

Everyday i gotta get it
325i I'm swervin' on them haters yeah

Switchin' lanes i'm boutta get it
Best believe I got it drippin'
On a level like

Heard I got that good good set it up
Fuckin' with that deuce eight raise it up
I ain't one to fuck with back it up
I got em, light it up