Lyrics: Maxwell Appah
Music: Nathan Ivy
Chorus:
Red fararri car
Yeah,
Foot down n we gone
We gone, yeah
We’re Drivin to the stars,
Awww,
Head in the coulds coz we’re blown
We’re blown, yeah
Verse1:
Livin life in da fast lane
Fast money
Cocaine
Raised up on the council estate
Joy riding
N ducking Jake’s,
Now I’m livin ducking snakes
Keep my grass cut so I can see ‘em slither
Where they lay
I was just a mile away
cut off the intersection
Dey ran up on us
Hella warrants
Now I’m up in court dealing with these pre Madonnas
Mother**** the judge
He can kiss my ass I’m winning
Hella different women
In da tightest denim
Back lookin like watermelon
She legit n he a felon
How I get it I ain’t tellin,
I’m present
put in work then it’s a blessing
So in myself I am investing
Pussyholes stay testing
Guess it’s a sign dat I’m progressing
If it don’t kill ya it’s a lesson
If they don’t like u don’t be stressing
Coz it’s dat money we be getting
If it don’t kill ya it’s a lesson...
Chorus:
Red fararri car (Red fararri car)
Yeah,
Foot down n we gone
We gone, yeah
We’re Drivin to the stars,
Awww,
Head in the coulds coz we’re blown
We’re blown, yeah
Verse 2:
All I hear is talk
Don’t see no movement
I’m out here tryna pattern
Keep it moving,
And in this game of life I am a student
N my shoes fit but u can’t walk in it
N if you feel yourself I guess you’re fortunate,
While I’m just out here lookin where da fortune is,
I came into the game with 2 accomplices
Wzrdshit,
Put some respec on it.
And yeah we paved the way u wana bet on it,
Independent
More money been spent
But atleast I pay my rent
And I can flex
And if my daughters need it it’s a text
Cutting cheques
Chorus:
Red fararri car (Red fararri car)
Yeah,
Foot down n we gone
We gone, yeah
We’re Drivin to the stars,
Awww,
Head in the coulds coz we’re blown
We’re blown, yeah