

1...
2... 3...
Go!
Every time I get in the car I feel chills climbing energy
over flow cranking my stereo louder vibes break the silence come on
I turn those keys with confidence grab the clutch exhaust erupt
screeching tires smoking passing through like theirs no limit changing lanes without
blurred vision going through the lines on a mission
hit that drift tight corners to twist adrenaline rush hits can't get
enough of it too late I got to split rivals chasing down
these streets nitro not cheap follow my lead tempo blasting beats volume
control override
good luck for now I'll see you at the finish line