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