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Lyrics
[Intro]
Black glass
No names
Just fumes
And flames
[Verse 1]
Seats leaned back
City blur
No map
Jaw clenched tight
Hands on the dash
All caps
Pressure in my chest
Like I swallowed the sky
Every red light
Feel it beg me to fly
Face in the mirror
Just glitch
No grace
Every scar on my skin
Got its own cold bass
Got a ghost in the trunk
Got a dare in my teeth
Got the whole damn past
Tryna climb in my seat
[Chorus]
I want that night drive pressure
Heart on the floorboard
Flexed up
Turn all my lows to tremors
Let every doubt get swept up
All of this sound
It’s armor
All of this speed
My shelter
Can’t slow down
Can’t measure
I’m made for the night drive pressure (pressure)
Night drive pressure (pressure)
[Verse 2]
Sweat drip
Knuckles raw on the steel
Every set
Every rep
Just a contract sealed
If it don’t burn
It don’t earn my breath
If it don’t scare me
Then it don’t kill death
Eyes red
Grin cracked
Like a war-time mask
Every “you can’t”
Goes straight in my gas
Simmer in the dark
Till I’m close to ignite
All the fear in my lungs
Turn it all into bite
[Chorus]
I want that night drive pressure
Heart on the floorboard
Flexed up
Turn all my lows to tremors
Let every doubt get swept up
All of this sound
It’s armor
All of this speed
My shelter
Can’t slow down
Can’t measure
I’m made for the night drive pressure (pressure)
Night drive pressure (pressure)
[Bridge]
Who gon’ ride when the roads turn violent
Who gon’ lift when the pain gets silent
I’ve been carving my name in the smoke
In the steam
Every mile
Every plate
Every crack in the screen
[Chorus]
I want that night drive pressure
Heart on the floorboard
Flexed up
Turn all my lows to tremors
Let every doubt get swept up
All of this sound
It’s armor
All of this speed
My shelter
Can’t slow down
Can’t measure
I’m made for the night drive pressure (pressure)
Night drive pressure (pressure)
Details
GeneratedMar 15, 2026
Duration2:52
LanguageEnglish
Style
Dark trap club banger built on punishing 808s, clipped hi-hats, and metallic percs; male vocals run through gritty distortion and subtle formant shifts. Verses stay tight and percussive, almost whispered at first, then stack doubles and ad-libs for impact. Hook explodes with wide stereo synths, sub drops, and aggressive call-and-response chants that feel made for mosh pits and midnight highway runs.
Credits
Prompt by
Duplexjam_1
Duplexjam_1ModelAria v5
Prompt
Sound energy built for night drives, gym sessions, and underground vibes.
Heavy 808s. Distorted vocals. Pure momentum.
