Go

I'm on I-20 east in a NASCAR

Shawty want to fuck, 'cause we all got fast cars

Don't stop, don't stop, no braking

Pedal to the floor till the car start shaking

Left, right, swerve, get it

And you know shawty showing her titties

Left, right, swerve, get it

Do the whole dash got more than one-fifty

Hit the gas, hit the gas, then go

Go fast, I ain't tryna go slow

Hit the gas, hit the gas, then go

Do the whole dash right in front of po-po

Hit the gas, hit the gas, then go

Pull off and I'm takin' yo' ho

Hit the gas, hit the gas, then go (Let's go)

Hit the gas, hit the gas, then go (Let's go)

Put the pedal to the medal, dash two-hunnid

No free race, gotta put up yo' money

I'm with scat pack, Dre, Gwaup Boy Tre

Malik Hellcat make me wanna go race

Old school 'Vette and I'm muhfuckin' runnin'

Fat Boy Dre gotta count up money

Wet up the streets, now it's on the seat

Burnin' the tires, gon' fuck the feet

A four-oh that demon, bad lil' bitch shotgun, she drinkin' my semen

RT four-door had to leave it

We in traffic bobbin', weavin' 454 suicide door

Rojo, that's my favorite color

Inside guts is peanut butter

Forgies barely left with rubber

I'm on I-20 east in a NASCAR

Shawty want to fuck, 'cause we all got fast cars

Don't stop, don't stop, no braking

Pedal to the floor till the car start shaking

Left, right, swerve, get it

And you know shawty showing her titties

Left, right, swerve, get it

Do the whole dash got more than one-fifty

Hit the gas, hit the gas, then go

Go fast, I ain't tryna go slow

Hit the gas, hit the gas, then go

Do the whole dash right in front of po-po

Hit the gas, hit the gas, then go

Pull off and I'm takin' yo' ho

Hit the gas, hit the gas, then go (Let's go)

Hit the gas, hit the gas, then go (Let's go)

Monte mirror, Jojo with me

Can't forget my daddy, Kenny

Taught me how to swerve

Whip it, bring it back, ain't tryna flip it

On Panola at the QT, Trell pulled up just sold a QP

With a cutie and a dooly, hot dog car, watchin' her booty

Twelve pulled up and the crowd got empty

Ass shots got a six-four lifted

Twelve pulled up, everybody start dippin'

Motorcycles start poppin' them wheelies

Tried to rush 'em, head to Gresham

Candy paint, the block gon' crush 'em

Left, right, swerve, whip it

Fast car gon' fuck up the city

I'm on I-20 east in a NASCAR

Shawty want to fuck, 'cause we all got fast cars

Don't stop, don't stop, no braking

Pedal to the floor till the car start shaking

Left, right, swerve, get it

And you know shawty showing her titties

Left, right, swerve, get it

Do the whole dash got more than one-fifty

Hit the gas, hit the gas, then go

Go fast, I ain't tryna go slow

Hit the gas, hit the gas, then go

Do the whole dash right in front of po-po

Hit the gas, hit the gas, then go

Pull off and I'm takin' yo' ho

Hit the gas, hit the gas, then go (Let's go)

Hit the gas, hit the gas, then go (Let's go)