drive!

Ride away, I need you right away
Drive away, can't ever make you stay
Ride away, I need you right away
All you say tops off the Chardonnay

Any day, I'll listen everyday
Paintin pain with every word you say
Can't pretend I'll ever make it babe
Pray you stay, I only pray you stay

Ain't it nice now? Livin life off your own advice now
Play it off but I need you right now
Sippin light makin sure I'll pipe down
Turn the lights down

Close the door to a new beginnin
And you know that it's close to livin
Holdin back that's the only limit
To yourself now, lettin go you're the reason that I fight now

Ride away, I need you right away
Drive away, can't ever make you stay
Ride away, I need you right away
All you say tops off the Chardonnay

Grab her by the hand, put her to the front seat
Tell her life's hard, but she'll like where we're gonna be
She the prototype, drivin through the night
Lotta words to a picture, gotta finish on another beat

Not one for the shade, but I throw heat
Lotta pretty girls sayin that they know me
Took me upstairs, said she wanna get cozy
Bet you one glance might've gave your boy a nosebleed

Lotta speed, on the streets, if you blink, you might miss
He's a bad boy, but I got his coupe on my wrist
Under starlight, swerve right, make the wheel twist
Better strap in tight when you hear the gears shift

Actin so rude
There's so many little things that I can show you
I got a tech right next to the cold brew
Try to stop me in my tracks, but I know you

Give a fuck bout your woes
I could take you anywhere you ever wanna go
Forget about a fast car, we can take it slow
Heavy-handed boy, but I can play legato, I'm just playin but

See the streetlights glow
Hands on the wheel, let adrenaline flow
Live fast, die young, leave it all on the road
Might've ran a few reds, but I guess we'll never know

Drive away, can't ever make her stay
But we can sip champagne lookin at the bay
Never second-place, and Imma win the race
I know she'll come right back just to catch a case

Feel a little dizzy when you're goin too fast
Put the pedal to the metal, better not talk back
Can't see me but I'm movin, boutta put you on blast
I could make it to your house before the end of this track, woah



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Writer(s): Jake Turner
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