Fast Lane Tc B1ly (Ft. Caps)

[Hook]
Living life in the fast lane, money at a fast pace
In my kitchen whipping up grub till my back aches
Gang got fat Treys, shoot up the damn place
I've got cargo in that ship man, I hope that it lands safe
Living life in the fast lane, money at a fast pace
In my kitchen whipping up grub till my back aches
Gang got fat Treys, shoot up the damn place
I've got cargo in that ship man, I hope that it lands safe

[Verse 1]
I've been blowing paper on some mad things
All the shootings that we did got the gang on the landing
Bro blammed him and then threw away the hand ting
I was in my bando with a Pyrex doing hand spins
I seen feds on the ends, told Diddy wrap the Benz
What I've got in the car, deffo looking at a ten
I break a brick into Z's or a fish into pebs
Get caught by my goons then it's more than attempt
My nitty got one leg so he's hopping to score
I could take the piss and not open the door
But I ain't tryna get bagged all cause I'm bored
I drip out the stores and let 'em slip on my sauce
Bitcoin just dropped so a kilo costs more now
No satnav to O.T., I've got my own route
Same dinger getting rinsed, gear stick worn out
Just getting started, there's no way imma slow down