Lyrics LaneSwitch - Civil

Bitch I′m Too Legit
Who you know drip cool as this
Oh my God I lost my mind
Don't know what I did with it
Don′t know where I got this whip
I just jumped up out this shit
Ya'll be all up in the mix
They Fake they fraud they counterfeit, I be (I be)
Laneswitchin, L-Laneswitchin' I be (I be)
Grain grippin, G-grain grippin I be
Big Bank Gettin
Big Dank hittin
Shooting for the stars bih my aim game Pippen

Ooh she a diva, don′t think I need her
Want her as soon as I peeped her
She actin out like Madea
Just so I see her
Im not really a Family Guy but ma that thing fatter than Peter
Got that back dipping like Pita
I just might hit and delete her
You tripping I′m smoking on purple
I'm high like the pants of Steve Urkel
Bring sand to the beach no Myrtle
I′m a boss I can handle the workload
HunnitProof that be the circle
Civil gon give em the work hoe
Hollup, pull off skirt hoe
Took off you still in the dirt though, Aye

Bitch I'm Too Legit
Who you know drip cool as this
Oh my God I lost my mind
Don′t know what I did with it
Don't know where I got this whip
I just jumped up out this shit
Ya′ll be all up in the mix
They Fake they fraud they counterfeit, I be (I be)
Laneswitchin, L-Laneswitchin' I be (I be)
Grain grippin, G-grain grippin I be
Big Bank Gettin
Big Dank hittin
Shooting for the stars bitchh my aim game Pippen

I'm bout to make em believe me make it look easy, niggas can′t see me yeah
Put her on the wall like graffiti, treat like tahiti, niggas wanna be me yeah
Niggas they hate from the cut
Really don′t give half a fuck
Bitches be thinking I'm Denzel I get on the track acting up
Imma make it happen, No discussion
I just made something, outta nothing
Grind all night, nigga hustling
Married to the music, Imma husband
Hate nigga Imma make you upset
Don′t even discuss it
Been fuck school since the public
Money wasn't the subject
All I know is I′m getting it yeah
I ain't letting up not a little bit yeah
I just cook it up then deliver it yeah
Fuck out my face you ain′t with the shits yah

Bitch I'm Too Legit
Who you know drip cool as this
Oh my God I lost my mind
Don't know what I did with it
Don′t know where I got this whip
I just jumped up out this shit
Ya′ll be all up in the mix
They Fake they fraud they counterfeit, I just be (I be)
Laneswitchin, L-Laneswitchin' I be (I be)
Grain grippin, L-Laneswitchin′ I be
Grain grippin, g- grain grippin
Bitch I'm on a mission
Stack that bread do division aye