BLOODY FRANK - Racing Lyrics

Pull up in a foreign, now we racing
Never have the time for conversation
Running on my mind you got me chasing
Doing overtime, pour up I'll be fine

Pull up in a foreign, now we racing
Never have the time for conversation
Running on my mind you got me chasing
Doing overtime, pour up I'll be fine

Every Friday night I'm getting wasted
Always turned up need no invitation
My nine to five has got me so impatient
Dodging all this bullshit like the Matrix
You work your way into my dreams like animation
When I'm off my face you got me basic
Hit you up with DMs that so makeshift
Turn up to your house after a late shift

All this time I was chasing the sky above
Falling so hard in love
Catch me with open arms
Never thought that you'd be so down to earth
Falling so hard in love
Catch me with open arms

Pull up in a foreign, now we racing
Never have the time for conversation
Running on my mind you got me chasing
Doing overtime, pour up I'll be fine

Pull up in a foreign, now we racing
Never have the time for conversation
Running on my mind you got me chasing
Doing overtime, pour up I'll be fine