Nascar speeding yeah we on that hot shit

Brodie pull up with them sticks he got that hot shit

Type of shit that hit yo lungs just like a moshpit

He prolly thinking that he up but he ain't poppin'

We got a semi on em'

Hunnid thousand dollar type of night you think we rented all em'

Pull up on em', Got the addy on em'

Diamonds on my neck and wrist you prolly think we rented all em'

He look like a mummy, way we wrapped em up

Slid the second time cause he ain't have enough

She knew what she want because she bad enough

She knew what she want because she bad enough

Had enough.?

Did she really fucking say that she done had enough

Baby girl really trapped in, Locked in mad in love

Hold my hand don't look back lets go on a Run

Lets go on a run

Yeah, In a nascar

Two lane speeding, switching like some mad cars

Hold my hand sweetie think we going mad far

Two step, Get the speeding, Yeah, Mad far

You know me

I know you

Your speeding

In your coupe

Dangerously

I hear you

He look like a mummy, way we wrapped em up

Slid the second time cause he ain't have enough

She knew what she want because she bad enough

She knew what she want because she bad enough

Had enough.?

Did she really fucking say that she done had enough

Baby girl really trapped in, Locked in mad in love

Hold my hand don't look back lets go on a Run

Lets go on a run