“Lanez” is track four off Draco’s self-titled mixtape, featuring a booming instrumental from Red ‘N Dread and Kae’s signature bar for bar flow… She just keeps going.
[Hook]
Hop up in the coupe and I just swerve the lane (skrt)
You say that you poppin never heard your name
Gang ride for me and they deserve the same
Sending shots up at me you gon need to curve your aim
I don't play with em
And if you ever picking sides look you gon stay with em
It ain’t no question you a goner you let Kae get em
Everybody wanna be next y’all can fight for the fame while I count up a check
[Verse 1]
Niggas see the shoes and wonder how much I spent
Well I don't know a price tag I’m just callin it rent
I done sinned my whole life I no longer repent
And if you ain’t talking money it ain’t making no sense
But if her ass fat
She gotta text me right away bitch I got cash app
You know I run my city just like it's the last lap
Smoking on some shit straight out the gas cap
No Instagram cuz if I like you double tap that
Xanax bars put you on Mars just like you Bruno
Henny got me on Pluto I'm on one just like it’s Uno
Pockets on sumo, boss shit just like it’s Hugo
Getting wasted in a two door, how I know all the hoes you know?
Good gracious, went from pennies to the blue faces
50K on a choker tighter than shoe laces
Played my hand right now I’m in the club with aces
You played your hand wrong you down bad I don't say shit I just
[Hook]
Hop up in the coupe and I just swerve the lane (skrt)
You say that you poppin never heard your name
Gang ride for me and they deserve the same
Sending shots up at me you gon need to curve your aim
I don't play with em
And if you ever picking sides look you gon stay with em
It ain’t no question you a goner you let Kae get em
Everybody wanna be next y’all can fight for the fame while I count up a check
[Verse 2]
Stack a mil is the outcome
My city be strapped up, you lacking with out one
Niggas try to X your ass and I ain’t talking Malcolm
Niggas say they hot and I be lookin back like, how come?
Imma be clear fuck your career, how I’m better in a year?
Private jets no frontier, Gucci luggage that is the gear
No breaks or intermission, count up like it’s addition
Eat beats part of nutrition, get money always the mission
I done stayed on stayed on, how long I gotta wait?
I've been serving all these bum rappers I need a plate
If you wasn’t hip already it be too late
Most my niggas still in them trenches right to this date
I just make them hits that you can vibe to
Full magazine in the back yeah I’ll subscribe you
This for all my niggas that’s tired of getting lied to
Snakes don't pop up out the blue they right beside you (that’s why I just)
[Hook]
Hop up in the coupe and I just swerve the lane (skrt)
You say that you poppin never heard your name
Gang ride for me and they deserve the same
Sending shots up at me you gon need to curve your aim
I don't play with em
And if you ever picking sides look you gon stay with em
It ain’t no question you a goner you let Kae get em
Everybody wanna be next y’all can fight for the fame while I count up a check
Lanez was written by Kelly Nixon.
Lanez was produced by Red ’N Dread.