[Verse 1]
Chrome on chrome, and your look says “go”
Midnight red, sittin’ way too low
Signal flashin’ with no delay
You rev once more — I move your way
[Chorus x2]
Pull up to the bumper, tight and close
No space left, let’s diagnose
Mirror talk, heat provokes
Pull up now — no time for jokes
[Verse 2]
No speed limit in this zone
One-way flirt and we both grown
Windows down, no need to speak
You pull up slow — I hit my peak
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