My eta says forty five but you don't know how fast I drive
Wind might give your face a bite, it moves my car from left to right
My sternum hits the steering wheel, got a tank of gas to steal
I don't do no traffic jams, i'll cut off your shit mini van
Going ninety on the road, twenty over way to slow
Don't got a baby in the back, nothing but a car jack
But even if a wheel would pop, nothing gonna make me stop
All I see are red lights but I don't give a rats ass
I cross the bridge it starts to rain, and my car hydroplanes
Swerving from the left to right and running over dudes on bikes
I hit a ramp to jump the train, forearms popping veins
Don't help that lady cross the road, cause that light I'm gonna blow
I shop lift at auto zone, those hairy guys don't even know
Cause when you're only five foot two, no one will suspect you
Any lane is my lane when you can drive this fast
So go ahead and rode rage cause I don't give a rats ass