[Intro] Redline on my mind All gas Cold hands on the wheel I don’t tap, I mash [Verse 1] Late night, hairpin Guardrail, paint chip Back end slide out Whole lane shape-shift Crowd on the sidewalk Phones out, they buzzin’ Brake lights distant I’m already comin’ Close call, stone wall Breath held, then gone Tires scream sideways I’m calm, locked on White line, one inch From the door, I skim If I feel fear now Then the corner wins [Chorus] Drift that corner, kiss that line (skrrt, skrrt) Too close, almost over the side I don’t brake, I just decide I don’t live slow, I just survive Slide that apex, scrape that paint (yeah) Whole dash shake but the will don’t faint If it ain’t risk, then it ain’t my lane Drift that corner till I erase pain [Verse 2] Tunnel vision, black glass Street sign, blur fast Speed trap, flash, flash Plates bent, can’t catch Handbrake twitch Back swing like a fist Smoke in the rearview Ghost in the mist Concrete whisper “One slip, you’re done” But my pulse like pistons Gunnin’ toward the sun Talk tough? Prove it Meet me on the curve Where the back end dances Right over the verge [Chorus] Drift that corner, kiss that line (woah) Too close, almost over the side I don’t brake, I just decide I don’t live slow, I just survive Slide that apex, scrape that paint (hey!) Whole dash shake but the will don’t faint If it ain’t risk, then it ain’t my lane Drift that corner till I erase pain [Bridge] Last lap, last breath One inch from death I aim for the edge Like it’s all I have left [Chorus] Drift that corner, kiss that line Too close, almost over the side I don’t brake, I just decide I don’t live slow, I just survive Slide that apex, scrape that paint Whole dash shake but the will don’t faint If it ain’t risk, then it ain’t my lane Drift that corner till I erase pain

rap, Aggressive trap banger: male vocals over thundering 808s and growling sub, tight hi-hats, and sharp snare cracks. Intro starts with filtered engine revs and rising riser, then drops into a heavy, minimal beat. Verses double-time in spots with ad-libs floating wide. Hook explodes with layered chants and bass glides; final section strips to drums and bass for a raw, racing finish.

Redline On My Mind