Are you ready, are you ready?
For the death race
Yeah, I'm lit, huh
Are you ready, for the death race
Fast coupe goin' fast, yeah
We causing with the gash
Yeah' we counting all the cash
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah
Got my girl in my brain
On a death race
Death race for love
High of the drugs
Fightin' death like it's Mortal Kombat
Come here, I'm countin' big racks
Ay, we stacking all these bands
Counting millions maybe 30 M's
Oh, in the duffel bag imm'a make it
Double, double, double
I got a duffle, duffle, duffle
Oh, oh
Pull up in a Range Rover
And my, my bad baby, I have a fever
Don't catch it, I won't leave her
It's the death race, I won't get away
The devil gon' catch up anyway
The devil gon' catch up anyway
I'm, I'm f*cking up my liver
With the drugs, we got a drugs fever
Ice on me like I'm Sub Zero
Nothing to a hero
Rags to riches
Virgin to f*cking bitches
Yes, that's me Mog is a king
I'm living like a king still in the dump
Still at the rock bottom
Call me, Dwayne
Call me, Dwayne
Yeah, yeah
My girlfriend on my line
And she want to pass some time
No problem bae
Kiss me to help me forget about
My mind
Death race for love
Death race for drugs
I got no answers
I got no answers
My soul is on fire
My soul is on fire
I'm a demon slayer
I'm a demon slayer