

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Count it up, count it up (woo) Fast lane living [Verse 1] Cruise through the toll, tap phone, face scans Laughing at the bank, got the statements doing handstands Shorty in the seat, gloss drip on her lip Dashboard glowing like a Vegas strip Pull up to the light, engine talk, no text Whole block staring like “what’s coming next?” Used to split meals, now I tip with a grin Got the waiter saying, “come back again” [Chorus] I make money in the fast lane Pedal down, I’m swerving round the past pain Cruise control on the cash flow Pockets getting bigger every mile that we go I make money in the fast lane (fast lane) New day, new play, that’s the campaign Stack high, ride clean, yeah, the math same I make money in the fast lane [Verse 2] Step back shot, I’ve been balling on the weekdays Numbers on the board, I’m talking three ways Feel like Curry from the logo, watch me pull Every risk that I was taking turned full Drive like Ja on a break, that burst Red line close, but the bag hit first Ice on the wrist, but the grind still warm I was made in the drought, now I dance in the storm Bench seats leather, feel like playoff time Every turn that I take feels like game on the line Got a Luka with the vision how I read that chart Eurostep through the doubt, hit a layup with heart (hey!) [Chorus] I make money in the fast lane Pedal down, I’m swerving round the past pain Cruise control on the cash flow Pockets getting bigger every mile that we go I make money in the fast lane (fast lane) New day, new play, that’s the campaign Stack high, ride clean, yeah, the math same I make money in the fast lane [Bridge] Used to pray for a break at the bus stop Now it’s valet keys when the wheels stop Looking at the mirror like “we came far” From late bills to late nights in a race car (skrrt) Every mile marker, that’s a checkpoint Every deposit got a different voice All saying “keep going, don’t quit” And I answer with a lane change, quick [Chorus] I make money in the fast lane Pedal down, I’m swerving round the past pain Cruise control on the cash flow Pockets getting bigger every mile that we go I make money in the fast lane (fast lane) New day, new play, that’s the campaign Stack high, ride clean, yeah, the math same I make money in the fast lane
Tags
rap, Upbeat melodic rap over bright, bouncy trap drums and shimmering synths. Male vocals with sing-rap phrasing; hook leans into layered harmonies and a catchy, repetitive topline. Verses ride a playful pocket with nimble triplet flows and punchline NBA name-drops. 808s stay tight and round, with occasional bass drops before the hook hits to lift the energy. Ad-libs sprinkled tastefully to hype key lines; arrangement keeps a steady climb in excitement through subtle beat switches.
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3/21/2026