(Woah) Hey bros in the fast lane I'm too yoked like I'm Max Pane now Who knows how to break chains down Yahweh with the mad gains, brah Hey bros in the fast lane I'm too yoked like I'm Max Pane now Who knows how to break chains down Yahweh with the mad gains, brah Walking like a stud with the protein Drippin' sweat like baby, call it poutine Dunkin' on the kids like it's routine And we don't even care what you think Laced up, I really can't jump Can't spin the ball 'cause my finger's messed up But I promise, I'm really, really great Dad says I can play, but coach says "Wait" Hey bros in the fast lane I'm too yoked like I'm Max Pane now Who knows how to break chains down Yahweh with the mad gains, brah Hey bros in the fast lane I'm too yoked like I'm Max Pane now Who knows how to break chains down Yahweh with the mad gains, brah