

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Skrrt skrrt Fast way (Let’s go) [Verse 1] Fast money, fast lane, never hit the brakes Shorty sittin’ shotgun, hands all on my chain Passport tatted, we just stampin’ different states She say I’m a habit, I’ve been heavy on her brain Two phones buzzin’ while I’m swervin’ through the night Hundred on the dash, all these numbers lookin’ right She love how I live, all this pressure, all this ice But she the only thing that really cut me like a knife [Chorus] I get it the fast way, livin’ the fast way (hey!) Fast money, fast cars, wild nights, bad days Speedin’ through life like I’m chasin’ a high Her love is my high, I’m just tryna get by I get it the fast way, livin’ the fast way (yeah) Hands on her waist while I’m grippin’ the highway Spendin’ this time like I’ll never run dry Her love is my high, her love is my high (woah) [Verse 2] Bottle after bottle, she be dancin’ in the lights Whisper in my ear sayin’ “Take me for a ride” Hundred in my pocket but I’m lookin’ at her eyes Feelin’ like I’m floatin’, she the reason that I fly Wrist cold, neck froze, she don’t really care She just want the real, not the story that I wear Pulled up fast, left even faster from the club Only thing I’m slow with is fallin’ out of love [Chorus] I get it the fast way, livin’ the fast way (hey!) Fast money, fast cars, wild nights, bad days Speedin’ through life like I’m chasin’ a high Her love is my high, I’m just tryna get by I get it the fast way, livin’ the fast way (yeah) Hands on her waist while I’m grippin’ the highway Spendin’ this time like I’ll never run dry Her love is my high, her love is my high (yeah) [Bridge] [Beat drops, crowd chant] Too fast to think Too fast to pray If I crash tonight She the one I take [Chorus] I get it the fast way, livin’ the fast way (hey!) Fast money, fast cars, wild nights, bad days Speedin’ through life like I’m chasin’ a high Her love is my high, I’m just tryna get by I get it the fast way, livin’ the fast way (woah) Hands on her waist while I’m grippin’ the highway Spendin’ this time like I’ll never run dry Her love is my high, her love is my high (yeah)
Tags
rap, Club-ready hip-hop with a glossy trap bounce; thick sub bass and snapping claps, bright hi-hat triplets, and a hypnotic synth loop. Male vocals riding the pocket, verses tight and boastful, chorus big and chantable with stacked ad-libs and call-and-response shouts. Short breakdown before the final hook, DJ drop space baked into the intro., hip hop
2:35
No
3/23/2026