HOV Lane

1. Zippin, I'm zipping, I'm zippin, as soon as they come
Out I'm dippin, big ass closet, I'm Trippin
Big booty strippers I'm tippin, big ass chain I'm heavy
And it ain't cost me a penny, they pay me to rock it,
Damn I got niggas in pockets
Superbowl, Grammys, where the hell is the jammy, all
These bitches my sons, Imma get 'em a nanny, Argentina
For pepsi, Orlando All-Star, Fuck you said bitch? Fuck
You porn star, I don't shotgun, I be driving my own
Car, I don't do shots neither, I'm buying the whole
Bar, holy moly G copped me a rollie, I don't catch the
Puck, but iced out like a goalie, nigga.

[Hook: x4]
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
(And you, y-you-you, y-you-you-you? Soul train)

2. I traveled more than you walkin' with a basketball
I'm out in Spain runnin' games to the Matador
I'm in my own lane, you ain't in my categor
You like a Raft 4, I'm like the El Ventilador
Perks and bags, man, I murk them ads
When I re-up on reloaded, I'mma hurt them bad
Every shoot is hot, when I'm out, I'm spotted
They gone frame the receipt if I sign the dotted
N-n-ggas on Banshees is speedin', dirt bikes is out for
The season, back break willy and leaning, damn a bitch
Late for a meeting, NYPD come in belt-parkway we
Gunnin, double our engine humming, acting a fool, we
Dumbin.

[Hook: x4]
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
(And you, y-you-you, y-you-you-you? Soul train)

[2x]
Nintendo, and we in the end zone, I don't give a fuck
Hoe, like we in the friends zone, what the fuck it look
Like, what the fuck it hitting for? Tell them bitches
You ain't about that life.

[Hook: x4]
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
(And you, y-you-you, y-you-you-you? Soul train)