Gunna - Switch Lanes lyrics

[Intro: Gunna] Me and Wheezy [?] you know what I'm sayin'? Young Gunna, Gunna, you know? We, we, we [?] We, we, we just surfers, wavers [Chorus: Gunna] Back to back, switch lanes Lambo, Rolls Royce, Maybach Range Sky high fly like cranes, but my class don't eat lo mein Suicide my door swing, all my [?] like cocaine F and N got flames, you gotta ride with that propane Back to back, switch lanes Lambo, Rolls Royce, Maybach Range G5 for the plane, take the sky, don't ride no train Drip God, that's my name Ain't no sauce, like my sh*t plain Birkin for my main, and my shirt ain't got no stains [Verse 1: Gunna] Yeah it's a honor, in the presence of Gunna Those crazy opponents, yo' [?] got water Let's count up one million, let's count up two million, let's count up a hundred Let's buy back the city, let's get a pavilion, let's start us a jungle You keepin' your choppa, I call it the cutter We peep the imposters, we callin' your brother Got rich off the muscle, I came out the struggle, but, know how to hustle (Know how to hustle) I bossed up my sister, I bossed up my brother, I'm livin' in color (I'm livin' in color) [Chorus: Gunna] Back to back, switch lanes Lambo, Rolls Royce, Maybach Range Sky high fly like cranes, but my class don't eat lo mein (Nope) Suicide my door swing, all white seats look like cocaine (Cocaine) F and N got flames, you gotta ride with that propane Back to back, switch lanes Lambo, Rolls Royce, Maybach Range G5 for the plane, take the sky, don't ride no train Drip God, that's my name Ain't no sauce, like my sh*t plain Birkin for my main, and my shirt ain't got no stains [Verse 2: idk who it is] [Chorus: Gunna] Back to back, switch lanes Lambo, Rolls Royce, Maybach Range Sky high fly like cranes, but my class don't eat lo mein (Nope) Suicide my door swing, all my [?] like cocaine (Cocaine) F and N got flames, you gotta ride with that propane Back to back, switch lanes Lambo, Rolls Royce, Maybach Range G5 for the plane, take the sky, don't ride no train Drip God, that's my name Ain't no sauce, like my sh*t plain Birkin for my main, and my shirt ain't got no stains