​switching lanes

[Chorus]
In that car, I'm switching lanes
I’m on me 'cause I'm the man
She want me 'cause I'm like that, man
Get high with the ceiling fan, I hop on beats and fuckin' sing
Stick too hot, might get a tan
Don't run up, you not like that gang
I'm posted with Dremoeh, riding round, might hit yo man
I can't fuck with no lame hoes, I'd rather get this cash and fame
Yeah, I'm Greatestredefined, I promise you gon' know the name
Grades ass, but my music up, my pops think I'm going insane
I'm posted with Dremoeh, ride 'round with a Draco
My niggas in LA, ho
I'm in Stockton, chasing paper
I'm posted with my side-bitch, 'cause my main ho in LA
I keep that gun up in my sleeve, like Naruto, bitch, I'm Pain
I don't like my wristwatch, switched it for a chain
Be careful with yo' drink, 'cause these jeans Balmain
And my tee Palm Angels
I can't keep these hoes tamed
Why this girl keep begging me, talm 'bout, "Please buy me some Canes"
I can't do that lil' mama

[Verse]
I got hella sauce to make
Put me on the court, I won't sell your parlay
Japanese denim, came from out of state
All these beats, swear to God, I ran 'em
This that hot shit, bitch, that's that flame, ay
I already knew I wasn't gon' miss, 'cause I been labbing up all day
I do not like Balenciagas, but these [?] look okay
I bought these cars, I didn't rent 'em, my pockets still look insane
Spent all this money on these guns, why would you think I cannot aim?
[?]'s too fucking dark, I swear to God, can't see a thing
And honestly, I feel like Jonoftf, it's fuck the fame
I'm at that bakery, making dough and bread, lil' bitch, I'm getting cake
I hop on beats and get shit jumping-jumping, make the bitches shake
Yeah, double my cup, brother try lowball for that feat, we taxed him up
I don't got time for beef, real shit, I'm just tryna make some bucks
Me and my squad tryna make a promise, [?]
This G9 on me, brother talkin', do it
Yeah, baby
Aye

[Chorus]
In that car, I'm switching lanes
I’m on me 'cause I'm the man
She want me 'cause I'm like that, man
Get high with the ceiling fan, I hop on beats and fuckin' sing
Stick too hot, might get a tan
Don't run up, you not like that gang
I'm posted with Dremoeh, riding round, might hit yo man
I can't fuck with no lame hoes, I'd rather get this cash and fame
Yeah, I'm Greatestredefined, I promise you gon' know the name
Grades ass, but my music up, my pops think I'm going insane
I'm posted with Dremoeh, ride 'round with a Draco
My niggas in LA, ho
I'm in Stockton, chasing paper
I'm posted with my side-bitch, 'cause my main ho in LA
I keep that gun up in my sleeve, like Naruto, bitch, I'm Pain
I don't like my wristwatch, switched it for a chain
Be careful with yo' drink, 'cause these jeans Balmain
And my tee Palm Angels
I can't keep these hoes tamed
Why this girl keep begging me, talm 'bout, "Please buy me some Canes"
I can't do that lil' mama