[Intro – Ad-libs]
Huh?
Woo!
Baby, welcome to the fast life!
Skrrt—woo back, baby...
[Verse 1]
I hit the gas, no brakes, I’m a demon,
Flashin’ through lanes like I’m fightin’ off reason.
Glock in the glove, engine breathin’ like dragons,
WOO in my b***d, so you know that I'm packin’.
Slide through the smoke like a ghost in Dior,
Highway my runway, I launch and I soar.
If she ride with the Woo, then she ride with a king,
Roll the window down — let the .40 sing.
[Hook – Chorus]
Speedin’ on the dash like I’m runnin’ from fate (Skrrt!)
Tints so dark, they can't see my face. (Woo!)
WOO walk heavy, got the game in place,
Drill in my tone, I don’t leave no trace.
Uh — pop out the V, make a movie,
Big stepper, shorty bad and bougie.
Rims go spin when the opps get spooky,
Came from the jungle, now I roll like a Uzi.
[Verse 2]
Throne made of chrome, and my heart iced out,
She love how I talk, with the bass and the clout.
You ain’t built for the heat, better switch your route,
'Cause the Woo don't stop when the fire come out.
Racks in the seat, got the stars in the ceiling,
Pain in my soul, but I smile — I’m chillin’.
Still ten toes when the world start flippin’,
Pop out like Smoke, and the whole block listen.
