Hey Bruh, I love cars
I love what that thang do
Tailpipes that rumble and grumble
Shaker hoods and big cams that stumble
Roadsters and big body coupes
A back end that like to get loose
You got bars I need living proof
I take off so fast I might lose my roof
She got a body like a Benz
But her pockets like a civic
But if she got that LSD
She got the hook up she can get it
And those untuned mods are nominal
But the sound that they make is phenomenal
She's stripped and swings circles but there aint no pole
Roll race on the highway 3 honks to go
If she aint runnin' one hundred hit the side show
Spare set in the hatch in case the tires blow
And I might do this ish forever
Give that clutch a little feather
And there aint no choice in whether
We put fog up in the weather
First case that I caught I was bangin' gears down the block
So when I see any opps you best believe I don't stop
Better catch on quick, bang every shift
Scandinavian flick, a few other tricks
To stay on the low, gotta get it and go
And I love the way that these headers flow
I Love Cars!
What's that?
We're gonna bring it back
She got shake
Like there's slap in the back
Take her round the track for another lap
And the 510 is where we bring it back
Yeah the 408 where we keep the stash
To the 510 to slay the track
Yeah the 2 step stutter when the throttles cracked
Don't jump the dig or we gonna run it back
But I was already there
Yeah you better beware
I got rubber to spare
A tight turn to tear
Go ahead and stare
Oh I don't care
You play it safe
I stay in the air
Got a stick to rip
Leaving twin strips
And the whip is sick like it's nauseous
Be cautious, on mamas
I'll make you hold on like a comma
I Love Cars!