Gunna - Started A Lane Lyrics

[Intro]
(Hey McNab, hey McNab)
(Matt, what up?)
(Stunna worldwide)

[Chorus]
Uh, came with the gang, we let it bang (Yeah)
Started a lane, we not the same (Yeah)
Ain’t nothin' lame, whip bust ya brain
YSL chain, inside wood grain
Beat out her frame, forgot her name
Fit cost some change, hop on a plane
Audemar plain (Audemar plain)
Hop out the Coupe, hop in a Range
Interior suede, don’t got a stain
Hid from the pain, went and got paid
We sip out the pint, smoke like a train
Say he got stained, home of the Bravе
I’m not throwing shade, I don’t wanna trade
My wrist cost some changе, the Audemar plain
My jet is a plane (Jet is a plane)

[Verse 1]
Hot sauce, I keep the propane
Think the Wockhardt been keeping me sane (Sane)
Told my doctor “Prescribe me them things”(Things)
So high, can’t recall her name (Uh)
Jumped off the porch, early age (Age)
Too damn thirsty, the hood getting raided (Uh)
Fucked on her twin, Section Eight
Heard you ate her, I bought her some Lays (Chips)
In the club with that thing on my hip
Saw that big booty bitch, told her “Come here”
Let all her friends come get drunk in the V.I.P
Probably gon' take that bih' back to the crib, ayy
Captain, I’m drivin' the ship
That gun got a grip and I can’t let it slip, ayy
Copped the C8 off the rip
I’m ZO6 and I’m add in’ the chip (Ayy, skrr, skrr)
Geek it’ up and it’s a vert, oh
Whole lotta smoke when I swerve, oh
Forgi’s they can’t scrape the curb, oh
You lil' pussy boy got the nerve
Add that shit up for my turf
This ain’t no personal mufuckin' skirt, fool
Watch how that fuck boy end up on the news
Reach in my head and I loosen the screws
[Chorus]
Uh, came with the gang, we let it bang (Yeah)
Started a lane, we not the same (Yeah)
Ain’t nothin' lame, whip bust ya brain
YSL chain, inside wood grain
Beat out her frame, forgot her name
Fit cost some change, hop on a plane
Audemar plain (Audemar plain)
Hop out the Coupe, hop in a Range
Interior suede, don’t got a stain
Hid from the pain, went and got paid
We sip out the pint, smoke like a train
Say he got stained, home of the Brave
I’m not throwing shade, I don’t wanna trade
My wrist cost some change, the Audemar plain
My jet is a plane (Jet is a plane)

[Verse 2]
Her booty rockin’ and I think we rockin’
I want sloppy toppy, don’t switch up the topic
We got the crew poppin’, ain’t nobody flopping
I know they gon’ cop it, don’t want ‘em to stop it
I had to like it, I know they don’t like it
And she too excited, want me to adopt it
We strike like a lightning, go hard like a bike
And this life is enticing, and shady, and shiesty
I done went down, put my dick in her box
Crew done took off and don’t know how to stop
He mad and they gon’ drop a whole lotta salt
They think they gon’ take it but I’m knowin'-
I’m knowin' not, cop this new Beamer, this shit a robot
I’m with them demons, they eatin’ out the pot
I take care of all of the real ones I got, we all we got
She on my dick like a tick, it’s a thot
Got her a new lollipop
Asked for some tits and got sent to the doc
Only rule don’t fuck an opp
Thankin’ the God that my wrists cost a lot (A lot)
Star in the series, come watch
Slid the tip in like a slot (Slot)
Good pullin’ out, ain’t no pops
[Chorus]
Uh, came with the gang, we let it bang (Yeah)
Started a lane, we not the same (Yeah)
Ain’t nothin' lame, whip bust ya brain
YSL chain, inside wood grain
Beat out her frame, forgot her name
Fit cost some change, hop on a plane
Audemar plain (Audemar plain)
Hop out the Coupe, hop in a Range
Interior suede, don’t got a stain
Hid from the pain, went and got paid
We sip out the pint, smoke like a train
Say he got stained, home of the Brave
I’m not throwing shade, I don’t wanna trade
My wrist cost some change, the Audemar plain
My jet is a plane (Jet is a plane)

[Outro]
Hot sauce, I keep the propane
Think the Wockhardt been keeping me sane
Told my doctor “Prescribe me them things”
So high, can’t recall her name (Uh)