Pit Lane

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Check, uh, look

[Verse]
Laid back, blowin’ my mind, I’m smokin’ solo
New coupe, need me a truck, maybe a four-door
Tight wheel, that’s how I feel, I’m movin’ slow mo-
See ‘em do the most for attention, they need to promo
Niggas started under the bottom, I had to climb
Earnin’ every crumb of that bread, I’m gettin’ mine
Now, I’m seein’ my only enemy really time
Might be overlookin’, but trust me, they isn’t blind
Chillin’ on the liquor, I’d rather roll me a joint
Comin’ through, pimpin’ is sharp, you get the point
Smoked out, always relaxed, you hear the voice
When she hear it come through the speakers, she gettin’ moist
Night-time shiftin’ ‘em gears, I’m up at 5th, uh
Bad bitch fall on the dick, talk with the lisp, uh
Like the candy paint under lights, I’m hard to miss, uh
If I’m swinging, I’m gonna hit, my shit legit, uh

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
If I’m swinging, I’m gonna hit, my shit legit, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah