waringa[Intro]
[Verse 1]
Out on the streets where the engines scream,
Will’s got a grin like a wild machine,
Greek b***d pumping, a heart untamed,
Numbers and plates are his twisted game.
We hit the gas, leave the dust behind,
A math-obsessed rebel with a free-roaming mind.
[Chorus]
License to laugh, we’re kings of the road,
Will’s counting digits in chaos mode!
Athens to nowhere, we crack the code,
Every mile’s a joke, every plate’s a ode.
Guitars on fire, wheels b*****g bright,
With Will in the shotgun, the world’s alight!
[Verse 2]
Diner coffee cold, but the dreams run hot,
He spots a plate—yeah, that’s the spot!
“Delta-Zero-Seven,” he yells with pride,
Greek fire blazing through the neon night.
No map, no rules, just the asphalt rhyme,
We’re chasing digits ’til the end of time.
[Chorus]
License to laugh, we’re kings of the road,
Will’s counting digits in chaos mode!
Athens to nowhere, we crack the code,
Every mile’s a joke, every plate’s a ode.
Guitars on fire, wheels b*****g bright,
With Will in the shotgun, the world’s alight!
[Bridge]
Highway ghosts whisper, “Go faster, don’t quit!”
Will’s laughing louder, hell-bent on the grit.
Numbers like lightning, the odometer sings,
We’re road-warrior clowns, misfit kings!
[Chorus]
License to laugh, we’re kings of the road,
Will’s counting digits in chaos mode!
Athens to nowhere, we crack the code,
Every mile’s a joke, every plate’s a ode.
Guitars on fire, wheels b*****g bright,
With Will in the shotgun, the world’s alight!
[Outro]
