Tequila Car Wash Flex

[Intro]
Got a fast line life
One-way ticket
Foam on the windshield
Money on the digits (hey!)
[Verse 1]
Slide through the city like I’m Bezos in a Prius
Budget on a rocket but they still ain’t gonna see us
Dr. Phil talk, I’m just fixing up my trauma
At the drive-thru wash, getting therapy in pajamas
Iron-Man chest, yeah my heart in a cage
But I open that thing when the beat hit the stage
Dwayne with the frame, all muscle in my stance
Shaking off the doubt like water when I dance (ooh!)
[Chorus]
Tequila at the car wash, bubbles on my shoes
Fausto in the front seat, picking out the grooves
We don’t need a reason, we just need a tune
Funky little rap make the midnight noon
Tequila at the car wash, laughing at the bill
Dr. Phil wisdom in a cup I spill
Chrome getting clean while the past gets tossed
Spin, spin, spin, let the dirt get lost
[Verse 2]
Iron-Man hoodie with the sleeves all torn
Built my own suit from the days I was worn
Jeff with the hustle, turned coupons to gold
Amazon of problems, got ’em boxed, all sold
Dwayne with the brow when they say I won’t last
Raise one eye, then I leave ’em in the past
Fausto Costa in the back, saying “turn that up”
We toast in the suds, lime twist in the cup (yeah!)
[Chorus]
Tequila at the car wash, bubbles on my shoes
Fausto in the front seat, picking out the grooves
We don’t need a reason, we just need a tune
Funky little rap make the midnight noon
Tequila at the car wash, laughing at the bill
Dr. Phil wisdom in a cup I spill
Chrome getting clean while the past gets tossed
Spin, spin, spin, let the dirt get lost
[Bridge]
Who need a cape when the rinse light’s glowing
Who need a throne when the soap still flowing
Fast line, slow drip, let the drama rinse off
We just vibe in the vacuum, windows up, top off (hey!)
[Chorus]
Tequila at the car wash, bubbles on my shoes
Fausto in the front seat, picking out the grooves
We don’t need a reason, we just need a tune
Funky little rap make the midnight noon
Tequila at the car wash, laughing at the bill
Dr. Phil wisdom in a cup I spill
Chrome getting clean while the past gets tossed
Spin, spin, spin, let the dirt get lost

rap, High-energy funky rap with swaggering male vocals; bouncy, syncopated drums and rubbery bass line, percussive rhythm guitar stabs and organ hits. Verses stay tight and conversational, with quick-fire punchlines; hook explodes with gang vocals and call-and-response chants. Occasional brass stabs and DJ-cut textures for extra attitude, final chorus rides out on extended ad-libs., funky