Ridin’ Slow Behind You

Damn, this a cold one,

white White Boy Wasted made this

one

Slow motion

Still on him Mmm,

mmm, mmm, mmm

Riding slow behind you

Feel me when I find you

Pressure getting closer

I ain't never off you I

ain't even rushing,

I just coast right near him

Every lane he pick,

I just reappear in He don't

hear no horn,

just the engine hum

That quiet type pressure make your

heartbeat run Slide up gentle but

it feel like force Speed up

quick, I don't change my course

Got that steady pace,

that's a different threat

I ain't did nothing,

he ain't safe yet,

at all

I be humming while I'm on

his line Real low tone but

it mess with his mind He

peek back twice,

I just nod real slow That

type energy make it hard to

go

I don't gotta yell,

I just stay consistent Every turn

he make,

I'm still persistent Red light glow,

now we side by side He

won't even look but I know

he tried

Riding slow behind you

Feel me when I find you

Pressure getting closer

I ain't never off you Downtown

lights flick,

I glide through shade

He think he lost me but

I just delayed

Circle one block,

now I'm back again Same car,

same lane,

now it's sinking in I creep

up slow,

let the moment stretch Stretchy grip

that wheel,

I can see the stress No

sudden moves,

just a constant press Detroit style,

we don't do less

Engine hum like a lullaby But

the vibe dark,

feel it amplify He tryna shake

it but it stick like glue

Everywhere he go,

I just slide through

I half smile,

let him catch that glance

That's enough to put him in

a trance Light turn green but

he hesitate

I ease on past,

seal this fate

Mmm, don't run

I'm close

Real close Mmm,

no sound

You know

You know

Riding slow behind you

Feel me when I find you

Pressure getting closer

I ain't never off you

Still there

Never left, nah Damn,

this a cold one,

white White Boy Wasted made this

one