Produced by: Julian Hecker
Engineer: Hush Harding
Lyrics
Switching Lanes
Get the fuck up out my way
Put my blinker on
It's safe
But this shit is not for play
Hold up, hold up
Get the strap inside the case
Rose gold like this pussy thang
Cause these niggas on my case
Hold up, hold up
This chick just slid in my DM
Talkin bout 11 PM
And she said she brought a friend
Hold up
Boy
Please don't make me steal your girlfriend
Flip my hair and then
I just sit and count my ends
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up, hold up
Pretty girls don't cry
Cause this shit is do or die
It's do or die
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up, hold up
Pretty girls don't cry
Cause this shit is do or die
It's do or die
When I rap I firebend
Just like Zuko with the flame
Go Azula
Go insane
Hold up, hold up
Got paid 10 bands to play pretend
Out on movie sets, TV
And y'all just do that shit for free?
Hold up, hold up
And these bitches is my kids
Y'all used to make fun of it
Now you got haircuts like me
Hold up, hold up
Nigga gone have to cop a plea
Just cause I'm a lady in the streets
Don't mean I won't dead you when we meet
Hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up
Pretty girls don't cry
Cause this shit is do or die
It's do or die
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up, hold up
Pretty girls don't cry
Cause this shit is do or die
It's do or die