Lyrics
In four, three, two, one, start up!
Wake up in the morning and cut them corners
Time to do your laps and hide your straps
Raise hell, brace down, baby, and for God's sake
Clean that turbo, you old dog
It's gonna be a bumpy ride
(It's gonna be a bumpy ride)
(It's gonna be a bumpy ride)
(It's gonna be a bumpy ride)
(It's gonna be a bumpy ride)
(It's gonna be a bumpy ride)
(It's gonna be a bumpy ride)
Yeah, yeah, I'm on four
Breaking my back
Hitting the road
Gettin' her stacked
Highway man
My life I wrote
Get you a plan and get you a colt
Shoot that gat
Shoot that gat
Shoot that gat, yeah
Shoot that gat
Shoot that gat
Shoot that gat, yeah
I'm feeling blue
Thumbing through green
Spend it on True's
Spend it on weed
I bought a gun
Aim it at me
Take it to town
Wave it like the sea
Shoot that gat
Shoot that gat
Shoot that gat, yeah
Shoot that gat
Shoot that gat
Shoot that gat, yeah
Going through the laps, going through the motion (motion)
Ride around with my strap, I gotta keep it loaded (loaded)
Keep that thing tucked, boy, keep it smokin' (smokin')
They said, "Drip harder," but I'm in the ocean (skrrt!)
Double dash, I'm doing laps
I took four trips around that track
They said, "Turbo, run it back"
I could do four more like that
Yeah, four more like that
I got more stock on the rack
Like I'm a clerk in the back
I'm on four
Breaking my back
Hitting the road
Gettin' her stacked
Highway man
My life I wrote
Get you a plan and get you a colt
Shoot that gat
Shoot that gat
Shoot that gat, yeah
Shoot that gat
Shoot that gat
Shoot that gat, yeah
I'm feeling blue
Thumbing through green
Spend it on True's
Spend it on weed
I bought a gun
Aim it at me
Take it to town
Wave it like the sea
Shoot that gat
Shoot that gat
Shoot that gat, yeah
Shoot that gat
Shoot that gat
Shoot that gat, yeah