

{low-pass filter sweep opening} {revving engine sound effect} {heavy 808 drop} Yeah,
hear that engine purr.
Clocking miles on the dashboard.
Let's ride. Pedal to the metal,
we are chasing the sun (skrrt)
Custom-built machine, number one
Six-speed manual, shifting gears in a flash
{soaring synth lead} Watch the needle climbing on the dash
Glossy finish under streetlamp glow Suspension low,
watch how the rims spin slow V12 heartbeat,
carbon fiber frame Every single highway knows my name (woo!) Got the
high-flow exhaust, hear the rumble grow No red lights can stop this
flow Four-wheel drive hugging every tight turn Leaving rubber on the asphalt,
watching it burn
Pedal to the metal,
we are chasing the sun
(skrrt) Custom-built machine, number one
Six-speed manual, shifting gears in a flash
{soaring synth lead} Watch the needle climbing on the dash
Inside cabin with the leather stitch neat Heated seats matching the rhythm
of the beat Custom paint job reflecting the night
LED headlights piercing the sight (go,
go) Aerodynamics, minimal drag No need to boast,
no need to brag Just pure horsepower under the hood Cruising through
the city doing real good
{beat drops out} Just the sound
of the highway. (shhhhh) {engine purr fading} Coast into the dark.
Parked under the sky.
{final key turn click}