Waxx - Switch Lanes lyrics

[Hook: Miles Ryan] I'm switchin' lanes in the whip Windows down Speakers up they know me on this side of town Light beamin' thru the sunroof It's open So gone hop in We rollin' We rollin' We rollin' So gone hop in We rollin' We rollin' We rollin' So gone hop in [Verse 1: Miles Ryan] No my whip ain't new But it's paid off, I guess it'll do I'm low on gas and the tags old too So I'm on point tryna play the rearview Toss that 5, where you need to go Roaches in the ashtray and I don't even smoke But everybody with me, is high, so The car always smells like dope At 18 I drove off the lot Like look what I got When you young you feel like the man Pulling up to the spot Like who need a ride It might cost you a dollar Whether the top soft or harder I know them hoes gone holla Skrrt skrrt, trunk full of work Not really, just old clothes, I be doing dirt Riding by my lonely, Outkast, song number nine Turned up so loud sh** hurt Seat laid back like a lazy boy From the 9-2 looking like a 80's boy My whip is a bucket, my hat is a bucket My attitude f** it just pay me boy (Yeah) Imma pull up soon, don't trip Flip that tape on my old school, tip And they told me to sell this whip But we been thru so much sh** together So even if I cop something new Imma probably have this whip forever [Hook] [Verse 2: Waxx] Picture me rollin' Flickin' my bic by yo b**h, I be smokin Dodging C-P-H, cruisin' P-C-H Feel like ACDC in '88 Rockin' out knockin' down all these hoes Stocking cap stick up the party goes Hop out the big body, pimp in the lot Homie sit with the the Glock, but nobody knows 'Cause sh** might get real 'round here Smokin' dope to cope it's no fear 'round here They love a young dreaded n***a n***a get it split it with his bros down here Commandeer this flight you ain't on Tryna steer the wheel of fortune to gold Bricks at least, mentally hit the streets And get 'em all off 6 a piece Skirt, switch lanes ya b**h lift skirt Skirt, if ya don't then ya whip hits dirt 'Cause we hog the intersection n***a save the lecture, we been all off the purp Wondering how we about to get it, got it Then we just figure a way to flip it, profit n***as stoppin', something I can't see You gone chase hoes, hoes they chase me 'Cause I been chasin' the guap Give nathan to thots, they been makin' it hot Change lanes, scrape off the block Scrape up ya plate then I duck off from cops My n***a Miles servin' 100 miles & swervin', I finish the race You n***as is late Shame, whip, pick up the pace [Hook]