Verse 1 Slide the shades on, streets ignite in chrome, Hawaii’s my playground, empire’s my home. Pop’s in his tower, counting every dime, I’m out in the night, living large, prime time. Tried to shake a diner for a secret fee, Ended up comped with a milkshake free. “Consultant” sighs as he mops up the floor, While Pop buys streaming rights for ten times more. Chorus Turbo vice, I’m the king of the glow, Racing through the island where the palm trees know. Pop makes the rules, Merc swings the steel, But I’m the pulse, I’m the neon feel. Turbo vice, and I never slow down, Crown on my head in this synthwave town. Verse 2 Dad’s stacking loopholes, fees on repeat, Merc’s dripping bullets in the city heat. Me? I’m cruising fast in a stolen ride, Streaming every second with the top down pride. Shakedown complete when I walk in the room, Mascots scatter, neon lights bloom. Power in my hands, chaos on command, I flip a mission fail into branded debt. Chorus Turbo vice, I’m the king of the glow, Racing through the island where the palm trees know. Pop makes the rules, Merc swings the steel, But I’m the pulse, I’m the neon feel. Turbo vice, and I never slow down, Crown on my head in this synthwave town. Bridge Fates cut sharp like the edge of my name, Fortune and fame in a pixel flame. The island bends to my reckless game, History remembers, they’ll chant my acclaim. Outro Neon failson, doomed to repeat, Streaming my losses to a vaporwave beat. Pop’s still scheming, Merc’s still paid, I’m the broken future that the family made.
