Hook:
Goth bitch in the back and she dressed all black
Said she love fast cars and the smell of the gas
Turbo screaming “fuck it” when I smash that pedal
Tokyo midnight, yeah we dancing with the devil
Pills on the dash, yeah the night getting messy
Neon lights blur, whole city lookin’ deadly
Trap phone ringing but I don’t text back
Too busy doing 160 where the streetlights crack
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Verse 1:
Pull up in the coupe like who the fuck said stop
Engine growl loud make the whole block watch
Black lipstick smile while she lighting that smoke
Said she like bad boys that are ready to choke
Backstreet drifting where the cops don’t go
Bass hit hard make the damn car glow
Trap bag heavy and the cash came fast
Middle finger out the window while I’m hauling that ass
Shibuya crossing and the crowd part ways
Tires screaming loud like a fucking grenade
Goth girl laughing saying “boy you insane”
I said “maybe bitch, but I’m loving the game”
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Hook:
Goth bitch in the back and she dressed all black
Said she love fast cars and the smell of the gas
Turbo screaming “fuck it” when I smash that pedal
Tokyo midnight, yeah we dancing with the devil
Pills on the dash, yeah the night getting messy
Neon lights blur, whole city lookin’ deadly
Trap phone ringing but I don’t text back
Too busy doing 160 where the streetlights crack
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Verse 2:
Whole damn squad in the shadows tonight
Chrome wheels flash when they catching the light
Smoke in the air, yeah the vibe so toxic
Fast life living, everything chaotic
Black hair whipping when the window stay down
Engine popping like a gun through the town
Speedometer red, yeah the needle don’t lie
One wrong turn and we fucking might die
But fuck it — gas down harder instead
City lights flicker like the living and dead
Tokyo demons in the fog when I steer
But the turbo spool scream louder than fear
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Outro Chant (Trap Style):
Black nails, black smoke, black heart racing
Tokyo nights got the whole world pacing
Gas, cash, chaos — fuck being basic
Midnight demon and the streets I’m chasing