Snail Power

[Intro] Spool it up Low hum in the dark Two-step at the light Heart beats Hit start Say when Say now I breathe in I blow out [Verse] Precision on the flange Cold steel Hot air Eighty on the surface Thousand in the glare Garrett on the banner Back street Deep tune Wastegate whisper We’re about to see noon [Verse] You feed the fire I feel the pull (oh) Ash in your veins Tank never full Sixty-eight mil Then we jump to seventy-six Thousand ponies waking up One hit Quick fix [Chorus] Snail power Spin Spin faster I ride the surge You chase disaster From the glow in the pipes to the back tire scream We turn fumes into force Into fever dream Snail power Out-run capture Blue lights fade in the rearview fracture Every breath that the engine throws out We steal We squeeze Then we black it all out (hey!) [Verse] Red light Side eye Hood popped Low stance Cop car creeping Acting like it’s chance Sirens taste close But your foot says “go” I let the boost rise Needle says “whoa” [Chorus] Snail power Spin Spin faster I ride the surge You chase disaster From the glow in the pipes to the back tire scream We turn fumes into force Into fever dream Snail power Out-run capture Blue lights fade in the rearview fracture Every breath that the engine throws out We steal We squeeze Then we black it all out [Bridge] Can you feel that choke That drag That rise? (ooh) Every puff from the tail Straight into the skies You twist I tease We dance that line Line lock Launch hard Leave the law behind [Verse] Midnight meet Under sodium haze Plates taped over Faces in a daze You hum numbers Thousand plus on your tongue One pull Two pulls Whole city undone [Chorus] Snail power Spin Spin faster I ride the surge You chase disaster From the glow in the pipes to the back tire scream We turn fumes into force Into fever dream Snail power Out-run capture Blue lights fade in the rearview fracture Every breath that the engine throws out We steal We squeeze Then we black it all out [Outro] Spool down Still hot Still loud Ghost in the lane Lost in the crowd If they ask who flew through that midnight shower Just a quiet little shell With that snail power