Takeoff - Own Lane lyrics

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Takeoff - Own Lane lyrics

[Hook x2: Quavo] You can catch me ridin' in that forein' thang Forein' bad b**h, I can't e'en pronounce her name Talkin' numbers on the phone while I'm getting brain Switch four lanes, I'm in my own lane [Verse 1: Quavo] Listen up n***a when a real boss speak We the hottest young n***a step off in the streets Migo Gang, Migo Gang yeah we keep the heat D.U.I Lebron James yeah we keep the heat If you talking paper then we got a lot of sheets I got so much tattoos it look like I took all the ink I throw the money in the air it go a hundred feet I throw the money in the air it go a hundred feet If you tryna murd' my team then you gonna sleep [?] put a p**y n***a to sleep If you tryna flex my team We gon' put your a** to sleep you can have your dream [Hook x2] [Verse 2: Takeoff] You can catch me ridin' in that forin' thang With a bad b**h come from Italy I don't even know her name Spend 5 hundred thousand just to throw off with my chain S-s-switch lane while I'm sleepin on that brain While in the Maybach Imma need about 4 lane Work on my back, Imma need about 2 [?] Throwin' old hunnas on [?] like the old day Black and white chevy like it was the old day Switch lane in my forein' thang Bad b**h with me I can't even pronounce her name *I like your diamond chain* It [?] a hunnid baby No I'm not your Money baby But I got your money baby [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Offset] All my b**hes foreing all your b**hes looking boring Wake up in the morning take 2 zips [?] I'm in my own lane with tha 'rari thang Pushin tha gas', I [?] Total vision all I see is cash I might just rob a n***a black mask Foreing b**h, foreing 2-door Smoke the Keyshia Cole We don't sell no more Too many racks in my motherf**in 'raris Watch out for them snakes You know them boys always been coppin Fifty bands up in [?] just for me to [?] Another [?] [?] [Hook x2] [Outro: Quavo] Switch four lanes I'm in my own lane