Gucci Mane - Ferrari Boyz lyrics

[Intro] {LISTEN TO THE TRACK, b*tch} Get out my lane [8X] [Gucci Mane] I'm in the yellow thang, on the expressway That b**h so nasty it might give a b**h road rage Get out my lane - Ferrari Boyz You see the chain - So Icey boys I'm ridin in a mansion, but I don't think I'm fancy But I cut the blinker on and my diamonds dancin Once upon a time, a little while ago There was a n***a in a 'rarri with a pretty yellow hoe Got my head held up, cause I think I'm handsome As the media portrayin me as Charles Manson And I coulda bought a Phantom, road here four deeper But I'd rather pull up solo in the yellow two-seater Gucci! [Chorus 4X: Gucci Mane] Get out my lane! Ferrari Boyz You see the chain - So Icey boys [Waka Flocka Flame] Riding in the 'rarri same color as Bacardi She don't like me shawty man she like my car Damn near wanna f** my chain, damn near wanna f** my name Wanna bust every n***a in the clique I claim Deep-dish rims ain't no offsets mane That's how me and Gucci Mane came Iced out poppin sh**, drunk switchin lanes I rock bandanas like Santana, screamin out "Who want some anna?" Made a million off my words, they in love with my country grammar That's the antenna, cause these rap n***a careers got static in it I'm a walkin meal ticket, just wait a minute Bank account got commas in it, all black 'rarri know the llamas in it I hear them talkin gangsta sh** but I know they lame as hell One thing I ain't gon' do, p**y n***a you scared of jail My name ring bells, my engine loud as hell sh**, my 'rarri cost about 230 bails [Chorus] [Interlude: repeat 4X] I'm just lane changin, chain swangin [3X] {FERRARI BOYZ} [Chorus]