Verse 1(Rare of Breed)

What you know about it you can doubt it but can’t hate it when you recognize a real one

Small circle that’s around me got the Father, and the Spirit I’ve been walking with the real Son

Switch gears but I’ll never change direction cause when you’ve been called to do it you don’t have to answer questions

Independent from the jump, I ain’t worried about a label I already made enough I might just turn around and build one (whoa)

Check the date I think half of y’all expired

Everybody sounds the same, I think most of y’all are tired, If you wanna see a show, you won’t forget then check the flyer, until then I got the gas light of fire Maddie get em

Verse 2 (Madeline McDonald)

Ok, you know I got it no braking we hit the throttle, Texas to Tennessee, mmm Houston We got a problem, Let em talk. They only run it when they’re too afraid to walk, in a box industry got em bought, what you know about it, ooh let em doubt it it don’t matter when I know my God already made a way, either hop aboard or step aside, cause we ain’t finished grab a ticket or you’re gonna get the smoke when we’re on our way

Pre Hook (Rare of Breed)

Small town, raw sound what you know about it

Grassroots from the ground ain’t no way around it, they ask me if I’m ever going back maybe you should listen closer to the track I got my

Hook (Madeline McDonald)

Boot on the gas, burning rubber like Andretti

Got the game down pat and I ain’t going back

I don’t need no one to let me, ain’t no holding me back, boot on the gas, tunnel vision I stay ready, what you know about that? Boot on the gas, they ask me if I’m ever going back, maybe you should listen closer to the track

Verse 3 (Rare of Breed)

I got my boots pressed down on my enemies

I know that all things work together like a symphony, this past has been deleted it ain’t even in my memories, keep it a hundred every time that’s a century, ok, anybody wanna know about the reason we’re living and breathing, I don’t walk it out until I know that His Spirit’s gon lead it could’ve been chained up or 6 feet under but death is defeated, and He’s gonna return that’s revelation boy y’all need to read it, I mean it

Hit the gas and we’re burning rubber, down south to the coldest places, east coast to the west coast, even overseas been GodTwangin’

Real bars with that catchy beat my grandma got that truck bangin’, window down with that arm hanging whoa she got her

Hook (Madeline McDonald)

Boot on the gas, burning rubber like Andretti

Got the game down pat and I ain’t going back

I don’t need no one to let me, ain’t no holding me back, boot on the gas, tunnel vision I stay ready, what you know about that? Boot on the gas, they ask me if I’m ever going back, maybe you should listen closer to the track