Lane Switching - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Ramirez]

I'll never fall behind another man

I stack my paper 'til they kill me right here where I stand

I turn the bass and pop the trunk and then I hit my stance

My money do not fold, so, pussy, don't you understand?

I'm makin' money out the grave, ain't got no time for no silly bitch

Hunnids jumpin' out my pockets, watch the bundle do a flip

Puffin' on the sticky green, I'm takin' it straight to the face

Redbone suckin' on me, let me bust my nut then switch the lanes

Gold thangs, scrapin' up the corner

Never ride without it so you better keep it on ya

Suckers steady hatin' on the player, not the game

Bitches want some dick, there's some things you cannot change, huh

Rollin' high, switchin' lanes

Push it on forties, you want this game

Rollin' high, switchin' lanes

Push it on forties, you want this game

Paper-chasin', makin' money, that's all I know

Calculatin' my moves so I can move on

Check came, they started stalking my phone

Switchin' lanes, I'm always locked in my room

This one strictly for my players, fuck all them perpetrators

Ain't no one finna save you, ho, so bye-bye, bitch, I'll see you later

I came from mackin', I'm never slackin', I'm pistol-packin'

I serve up game and I pack it inside this golden wrappin'

You see the rims that I'm whippin', candy paint that's steady drippin'

Money stackin' to the ceiling, bitch, we never simpin'

She bathin', dippin', enjoyin' all the Miami snow

I'm dipped in butter, I open hand and she let it go

I play a slut like a GameCube Nintendo

Ten K on my wrist with ten K on my dental

I keep a freak bitch 'cause I like me a nympho

Come check out my stable, come get you your issue

Rollin' high, switchin' lanes

Push it on forties, you want this game

Rollin' high, switchin' lanes

Push it on forties, you want this game