[Into] Yeeeeaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! [Verse 1] Pedal to the metal, 3AM on the 5 Got a trunk full of blow and I’m barely alive Leather gloves, aviators, lip split from a brawl Chick ridin’ shotgun in just a fishnet shawl [Pre-Chorus] Burnin’ rubber, no regrets Took a right on a dare and a left for the bets Blonde in the back with a python pet Said, “My name’s Chaos.” I ain’t asked yet [Chorus] Highway racing, head full of fire Chasin’ danger, feedin’ desire Redline screamin’, fists on the dash Hot wheels, cold hearts, crash after crash Highway racing — no brakes, no shame Just blood, smoke, and a stripper’s NAME! [Verse 2] Blew past a cop, tossed him a beer Flipped him the bird while changin’ the gear Tatted the route to Vegas on my thigh Woke up mid-race gettin’ pegged by a Gemini [Pre-Chorus 2] Girls in the backseat, high as the moon One’s got a chainsaw, hummin’ a tune Nose full of glitter, teeth full of gold She said, “I do yoga… in a chokehold” [Chorus] Highway racing, veins full of sin Chrome like a mirror, showin’ my grin Tires meltin’, knuckles bruised Fast life, bad luck, zero excuse Highway racing — burn it all down Leave a trail of wreckage outta this town [Bridge] “You ever get road head from twins while throwin’ punches in a school zone? That’s when I knew… I was born to ride.” [Final Chorus] Highway racing, too loud to stop Shirtless, sweaty, bleedin’ from the top One last turn, one last scream Highway’s just the stage for Rick’s wet dream Highway racing — I’m comin’ for the crown And I ain’t slowin’ down…

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Tape Splice Records Inc.
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