Prompt / Lyrics
[Chorus] Shawty in the fast lane Car gotta red line Hit the boost, feel me scoot I don’t care, it’s my time (my time) Driften in the rain Hydroplanin’ through the pain If I crash, I crash I ain’t turnin’ back again [Verse 1] Backseat full of ghosts I ain’t faced yet Missed calls, left on read, that’s a safe bet You say “slow down” but you love this pace Makeup running while we run from the place You put your feet on the dash, say “drive” You only feel real right near the edge of our lives I see the lines on the road start to blur Every turn I’m takin’ just reminds me of her [Chorus] Shawty in the fast lane Car gotta red line Hit the boost, feel me scoot I don’t care, it’s my time (yeah, my time) Driften in the rain Hydroplanin’ through the pain If I crash, I crash I ain’t turnin’ back again [Verse 2] Check light on, both hearts in the same state Say you hate me, but you text that you “can’t wait” We trade scars like we trade these lanes Little laugh, little lie, little Novocain You hold my hand when the tires start to slide Say “if it’s over, at least we tried” I see the sirens in the rearview fade Only thing chasing us now is the mess we made [Chorus] Shawty in the fast lane Car gotta red line Hit the boost, feel me scoot I don’t care, it’s my time (my time) Driften in the rain Hydroplanin’ through the pain If I crash, I crash I ain’t turnin’ back again (no, no)
Tags
rap, Emo-trap beat at 148 BPM, moody keys and reversed guitar textures over punchy drums and sub bass. Male vocals with a weary, melodic delivery in the verses; hook goes wider with layered harmonies and distant, distorted ad-libs. Auto-tuned top-line rides long 808 glides; occasional dropouts for intimate half-bar confessions before the chorus slams back in., emo
Duration
1:58
Instrumental
No
Created
2/25/2026