Editor: Thank you for listening. © 2026 Brodin. All rights reserved. [INTRO] Ride slow Drift low Real ones never fold Ride slow Drift low Me and Takeda till we old [HOOK] Ride slow — drift through the midnight rain Ride slow — drift through the midnight rain Ride slow — midnight rain Brodin, Takeda switchin' lanes Blacked out coupe, cold highway glow Bassline shake through the stereo Ride slow — whole town stare Smoke drift float through the winter air From holo cards to foreign whips Same two brothers on legendary shit [VERSE] Late night — black sky, road glow red My Bro in front, smoked blacked-out Window Benz Holographic Charizard shine in the dark Back then we already knew who we are Playground battles — whole crowd went wild Two young brothers with a storm inside Now the V12 scream when we drift through town Bass hit hard when the sun go down Eyes low, cold air, engine cry Small-town ghosts in the Gotham Nights No fake love, no switch sides Loyalty deep, that's life or die Drift too fast, let the tires talk Streetlights blur when the shadows crawl We built this wave, now they copy the sound But they don't know us — they just know the town [BRIDGE] Deep talks late when the roads go dead Pain stay hidden but it live in the chest Me and my brother still move like ghosts Through the dark night air on the empty roads [VERSE 2] I let the engine hum, do the talking for me Windows half-fogged, everything move slowly for me Brodin, can you roll one up, real slow for me Everything moving right now, like it’s meant for me Windows low, let the air move slow Nothing said but we already know i see who survive off it but not for long Let the silence sit like an old slow song We don’t force words when the road stretch long Just ride through the quiet when the thoughts run long Same two minds but we move off feel Let the bass carry what we don’t reveal [BRIDGE] Deep talks late when the roads go dead Pain stay hidden but it live in the chest Me and my brother still move like ghosts Through the dark night air on the empty roads [FINAL HOOK] Ride slow — drift through the midnight rain Me and my brother still carved from pain Chrome shine bright when the road all black Real ones stay — no turning back Ride slow — let the whole town stare Bassline hit like a war out there From Pokémon trades to foreign whips Same two brothers on legendary shit [OUTRO] Ride slow Drift low Real ones never fold Ride slow Drift low Me and Takeda till we old
