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180 down the hume Whilst the boys slept Speed crept Fresh off the M5 lad I'm solid as a rock Whilst the tin can falls apart My visions blur but the Dot in the horizon's Clear as night (?) And the first thing that they Did one day The workers have a strike And the first thing that they Heard that day I want this club smoke And I swear im trying to Get it done (ay) Before my hair recedes Their's nothing on this asshole That'll get on me Got chrome on my lips Got chrome on my lips Got chrome on the whip Got blood on my wrist Bruh I swear the screwdriva Letras de cancionesMust of slipped Got chromе on my lips Got chrome on the whip Got blood on my wrist Bruh I swear thе screwdriva Must of slipped 180BPM The windnoise pumps like techno I know this shits impressive She's holding up her pinky Like bruh what the fucks the message You've never seen a V6 Hit the red bit on the dash That's a blessing You've never seen a case of Monster cans On the backseat, caffeine, carnitine, taurine Heartbeat hitting 208 The Garmins gon' disintegrate (ya) There's nothing on this asphalt I won't tailgate Got chrome on my lips Got chrome on my lips Got chrome on the whip Got blood on my wrist Bruh I swear the screwdriva Must of slipped Got chrome on my lips Got chrome on the whip Got blood on my wrist Bruh I swear the screwdriva Must of slipped From Letras Mania