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Lyrics
Yeah
Woah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I pull up clean, no dust on the badge
Black on black shine, make the whole lane mad
Right wrist cold, left hand on the wheel
Seat back low, but my face stay still
They talk big, I don't even flinch
I been that guy since a kid in the mix
New pair fresh, but the curve got scars
I came from pressure, now I park like stars
Glass and a watch like a frozen street
But my steps stay hot when I cross that beat
Count my wins in the pit of the night
I don't chase noise, I just take that line
Foot off, then I snap right back
One green light and the whole thing cracks
Hold that breath, hear the crowd get still
When I say go, they know I will
On the racetrack, on the racetrack
Watch me glide, I don't look back
On the racetrack, on-on the racetrack
When I pass, it's a hard smack
Say my name, let it ring out
Fresh cut, clean flex, big route
On the race track, on-on-on the race track
I take the crown and the lane snap back
Late model grip, but the paint still glow
I move like a rumor, then I switch that flow
Short bars, then I stretch one out, made that hoe front row
Leanin' south, blue flame hush when I breathe on mic
Every turn I take got a money line bite
Cheap talk, just a firm return
I sing too much just to crash and burn
Tight little smile when the rivals stare
They want my lane, but the title there
Champagne taste with a streak, go stance
If I fold now, I don't get no chance
Foot off, then I snap right back
One green light and the whole thing crash
Hold that breath, hear the crowd get still
When I say go, they know I will
On the racetrack, on-on-on the racetrack
Watch me glide, I-I-I don't look back
On the racetrack, o-o-on the racetrack
When I pass, it's a hard smack
Say my name, let it ring out
Fresh cut, clean flex, big route
On the racetrack, on-on-on the racetrack
I take the crown, the lame snapback
Reef pause, then I cut through smoke
Pangled new frame, same cold focus
They want pressure, I bring control
Fast hands, calm eyes, still in the soul
On the racetrack, on-on-on the racetrack
Watch me glide, I don't look back
On the racetrack, o-o-on the racetrack
When I pass, it's a heart smash
Say my name, let it ring out
Fresh cut, clean flex, big route
On the racetrack, on-on-on the racetrack
I take the crown and lace that back
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