[Intro – Slow but Heavy]
Silence in the room when the speed come in
They pray for god flow — I’m the next of kin (Facts)
Move too quick, bars cut through wind
This god flow? Nah, this velocity, bitch (Talk to ‘em)
Move too fast, can’t copy this shit (Zoom!)
Bass hit hard, yeah we never quit (Never!)
Fire in the booth, whole team equipped
I’m shiftin’ the game — every lane gets lit (Skrrt!)
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[Verse 1 – Fastest Rap Hits]
Bars ignite, no script, no leash (Let it go!)
Words hit fast like a car unleashed (Vroom)
Zero to a hundred, all heat, no chill
I burn through tracks like I’m born to kill (Sheesh!)
Spit Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious, that’s ballistic when I’m goin’ (Crazy!)
Tongue too quick, even clocks ain’t knowin’ (Too fast)
My engine roars, it’s soul in motion (Rev it up)
Rhyme so slick, got the beat in convulsion (Damn!)
Ghost mode — I vanish in flames
I don’t chase clout, bitch, I change the game (Real talk)
Talk big shit, but can’t match the speed (Nah)
I lap your crew while you still tryin’ to breathe (Gaspin’)
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[Hook – Twerk/Car Shake Blend]
Push that pedal, let it scream, (Scream!)
This a Porsche dream, not a dream (Skrrt skrrt)
808s hit like a backroom fight (Boom!)
Ass drop low when the bass ignite (Drop it)
Fellas vibe out, girls make it clap (Clap clap!)
We in the fast lane, never lookin’ back (Never!)
Maxed out speed, no cap, all gas (Gas!)
Fuck a red light, we built to crash (No brakes!)
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[Verse 2 – Swagger & Hard Lines]
I’m that glitch in your digital zone (Glitch up)
Speed so fast, I bend microphones (Mic check)
Drip too rare, can’t clone my tone
And I stay on fire like a blown ozone (Hot!)
I swerve on fate, don’t test my aim (Don’t!)
Fuck your flow, we ain’t built the same (Ayy)
My lyrics bleed from a beastly source
This shit got wings — I don’t need a Porsche (Flyin’)
But I got one parked, matte black with the tint (Blackout)
Slam doors closed, whole vibe leave a dent (Boom)
This that cut-up music — drift, dip, dodge (Drift king)
Fuckin’ up lanes like I broke the lodge (Wrecked it)
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[Bridge – Short and Lethal]
12 bars, 12 flames — that’s 12 rounds (Boxed in)
Fuck your feelings, I’m in boss mode now (Bossed up)
Cut from a cloth y’all never touched (Never had it)
Too many lames, not enough clutch (Facts)
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[Final Hook – Big Finish]
Push that pedal, feel that bass, (Vibe!)
Max velocity, we own this race (It’s ours)
Girls on beat, they movin’ thick (Twerk!)
Fellas on go, we movin’ quick (Let’s ride)
This the track that ends careers, (Say goodbye)
Fuck your doubts, we face your fears (All in)
No slow lane — we on that lift (Zoom!)
This ain’t god flow — it’s that max velocity shit (BOOM!)
MZ0N3
