Squad - from GRAN TURISMO 7

Woi, turn it, that body gone crazy
Lose my mind, my mind go hazy
Three times in the club this week yeah
Boy toy, like the hump, better speak yeah

When you drive, better drive fast
Fast as hell as you can go
On my own, hit the road
Spank the gas, lose control
Hold my phone, had that worker spin the chrome, yeah
Said you like to travel, never been to Rome
I been everywhere you never been before
If it wasn't for the plans I'd prolly full tour
But a man always want that pleasure when he on a tour

Wait, should I brag more?
Bring it up, bae, on the dance floor
Panties started showin' through the pants more, yeah
Wanna dance for me? Little shawty said "Yeah"

Yeah
Yeah, link up in the night, show you right, uh-huh
Come live a little, turn that light down, drive fast
God-given, tell 'em not to crash hard
Hard-headed, but I hold the ground some
Might get excited, shoot some rounds off
Yeah, a new starborn, a new starboy
And that light so bright, make a star war
And my pants so tight, make my legs sore
Still tryna' figure out what you came for
I been tryna' figure out what you came for
And she dance hard, 'til she can't dance more
And the van got funny, so she laughed more

Should I brag more?
Bring it up, bae, on the dance floor
Panties started showin' through the pants more, yeah
Wanna dance for me? Little shawty said "yeah"

Back seat action
Gran Turismo got me back on rappin'
Club is dirty, sweaty got me dancin'
Passed out in the mornin', like "What happened?"
Dance my life away before I-
Dance my life away before I crash it
Keys are turnin', wheels be burnin' drastic
Meltin' off the sides, the car, the plastic
I don't like to cheer, I'm not romantic
I don't like to leave before the antics
Ego gigantic, girlfriend Icelandic
I start the engine, now I'm gettin' frantic
Extra cinematic