Lyrics Turn it on - B$N

This for all them petrolheads out there

Ah, turn it on, clutch down
Put the stick in first gear
Rev it up, make it sound
Watch me handle how I steer
Feel the sun, ain't a cloud, in the sky it's looking clear
From the slums, made it out, I ain't looking at the rear
View never me
I'm on the freeway doing ninety in a seventy
Don't tell insurance it's a straight pipe it got energy
And it goes nought to sixty in about like seven three

And it got rims and they're black that's the stealth in me
I been uninsured driving reckless for like twenty weeks
The RPM staying high, why you revving deep
I push the pedal to the floor like the petrols cheap
When I'm going through these neighbourhoods with this exhaust
It's too loud so the neighbours call the feds on me
I'm too quick for a chase, I'll forever flee
And a prisoner in jail I will never be
Before a licence, bitch I still had the drive in me
I'm in the back cuz I got chauffeurs and they're driving me
I'm sitting still in the passy with no seatbelt but I'm strapped
For an opp Im always ready but I'm dying if we crash

Ah, turn it on, clutch down
Put the stick in first gear
Rev it up, make it sound
Watch me handle how i steer
Feel the sun, ain't a cloud, in the sky it's looking clear
From the slums, made it out, I ain't looking at the rear
View never me
I'm on the freeway doing ninety in a seventy
Don't tell insurance it's a straight pipe it got energy
And it goes nought to sixty in about like seven three

I wanna change it, the mercedes like a spaceship today
Plate the latest not for racing, I still pace it away
When I be famous, on occasions take the range or bentayga
I know it's raising, its a facelift
Cuz it's scraping the pavement for dear
Put it in sports, it gets hard when I steer
I hold the clutch when I shift down a gear
Moving the mirror so I see you in my rear
If you hear screeching, just beware I might be near
Yeah
Just know I'm getting close by
This dinger got no traction but it's made in 09
We skidding cuz it drifts and we ain't needing no ice
Speeding with the handbrake on, and steer and hold right

Turn it on, clutch down
Put the stick in first gear
Rev it up, make it sound
Watch me handle how i steer
Feel the sun, ain't a cloud, in the sky it's looking clear
From the slums, made it out, I ain't looking at the rear
View never me
I'm on the freeway doing ninety in a seventy
Don't tell insurance it's a straight pipe it got energy
And it goes nought to sixty in about like seven three