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Lyrics
[Intro]
Skrrt, skrrt
Seat back
One hand
Where the keys at? (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Pull up out the driveway
Day still on my back
Got my tank on full
Got my mind on plaques
Lane lines blur
When the bassline smack
I don’t chase that stress
I just race these tracks
Cruise in the left, I’m floatin'
All green lights, I’m coastin'
Whole car feel like it’s glowin'
New route, my wave, I chose it
[Chorus]
Pedal to the floor, let it roar, let it roar (hey!)
Windows all down, whole town hear the torque
Volume on max, let it shake every door
If you ridin' with me, then we flyin', of course
Pedal to the floor, let it roar, let it roar (skrrt!)
Heartbeat hittin' every line in the chorus
I don’t need luck, got drive like a sport
If you ridin' with me, better buckle in, boy
[Verse 2]
Two lanes, that’s my runway
Sunset paint on the front plate
Phone on mute, I don’t conversate
Only talk grind, that’s a one-way
See the sign, that’s mileage
I see goals, not silence
Every mile, that’s progress
Turn this road to a process
Check that dash, no warnings
Just big dreams in motion
Every curve, I own it
Every turn, promotion
[Chorus]
Pedal to the floor, let it roar, let it roar (woah)
Windows all down, whole town hear the torque
Volume on max, let it shake every door
If you ridin' with me, then we flyin', of course
Pedal to the floor, let it roar, let it roar (hey!)
Heartbeat hittin' every line in the chorus
I don’t need luck, got drive like a sport
If you ridin' with me, better buckle in, boy
[Bridge]
Red light feel like a countdown
Green flash, then I’m out now (gone!)
Past fears in the background
Whole life on the map now
I don’t stall, I don’t slow
I just roll, I just go (go!)
Till the odometer read those goals
And the whole team eat off road
[Chorus]
Pedal to the floor, let it roar, let it roar
Windows all down, whole town hear the torque (yeah)
Volume on max, let it shake every door
If you ridin' with me, then we flyin', of course
Pedal to the floor, let it roar, let it roar (skrrt, skrrt)
Heartbeat hittin' every line in the chorus
I don’t need luck, got drive like a sport
If you ridin' with me, better buckle in, boy (let’s ride)
Details
GeneratedApr 10, 2026
Duration2:47
LanguageEnglish
Style
rap, High-octane trap banger for highway drives: thunderous 808s, sharp hi-hats, and sinister brass stabs. Verses ride a bouncing pocket with swaggering male vocals; hook explodes with gang chants, sub-heavy drops, and wide stereo ad-libs. Second half brings in pitched vocal chops and riser sweeps for a final big-room, windows-down climax., hip hop
Credits
Prompt by
SpiderMystic62
SpiderMystic62ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Create a good hip hop hype song for driving
