"Fast car" is kind of a continuation of Bruce Springsteen's "Born to Run." It has all the clawing your way to a better life, but in this case the protagonist never makes it with her love; in fact she is dragged back down by him.
There is still an amazing amount of hope and will in the lyrics; and the lyrics themselve rank and easy five. If only music was stronger it would be one of those great radio songs that you hear once a week 20 years after it was released. The imagery is almost tear-jerking ("City lights lay out before us", "Speeds so fast felt like I was drunk"), and the idea of starting from nothing and just driving and working and denigrating yourself for a chance at being just above poverty, then losing in the end is just painful and inspiring at the same time.
Zaytoven
Whoa
Aw shit, Migos in the building
Move
All y'all niggas got to move
Whoa
Ayy man, get the fuck back, nigga, move
Million dollars make a nigga motherfucking move (go)
Move, move, move, uh, oh
Two thousand dollars buy a bad bitch shoes (bad)
Gotta know she gone move (uh)
Pull out the chopper, everybody move
Rrah, bow, rrah, grrah, get the fuck back
Treat you like a cow, nigga you better move
Move
You better move, move it
You better move (move), you better move, move it
You got to move (get out), you got to move (move)
You got to move (move), you got to move (oh)
You got to move (move it)
When the plug make the call, know that I can move the ball
Nigga can you flip it all, can you make a fifty ball? (Huh)
In the streets I'm a wizard, call me Quavo John Wall
Selling rolls, no Quan, Roll Latifah, set it off
Got to have a gas mask in the kitchen 'cause I cough (go)
Move the work out to Memphis so shout out to Dolph (oh)
You niggas is fiction, I know that you false
Rick Ross ain't the only nigga in the world boss (no)
Put the Forgi's on the old school, riding Chevy T-top
When a nigga walk up on me, freeze him like a freeze pop (freeze)
Feeling like a DJ, hit 'em with the re-rock (oh)
Feeling like I'm lost nigga re-rock on the D-block
Fucking with the Chi-town niggas out in O-block (oh)
Finger fuck the pot, I can make it snow on your block (snow)
Nigga, just was cooking, that's the reason why the stove hot (hot)
Seeing money, in my dreams I had a bankroll knot
Million dollars make a nigga motherfucking move (go)
Move, move, move, uh, oh
Two thousand dollars buy a bad bitch shoes (bad)
Gotta know she gone move (uh, cap)
Pull out the chopper, everybody move
Rrah, bow, rrah, grrah, get the fuck back
Treat you like a cow, nigga you better move
Move
You better move, move it
You better move (move), you better move, move it
You got to move (get out), you got to move (move)
You got to move (move), you got to move (oh)
You got to move (move it, Offest)
I'm a criminal, I got to move my operation (operation)
You don't got the money on time, my nigga what's your occupation (where it's at)
I played 'em with the Muslim, we came up with the (?)
We would never be in cases, never in investigations
Told 'em As-salamu alaykum 'cause my niggas kept it sacred
I'm feeling like Big Meech I got a hundred million in my vases (Big Meech)
I got GD in my vessel, pistol popping like it's kettle (rrah)
I can make a hunnid thousand dollars with no effort (hunnid racks)
Got a thousand niggas with me, they looking for you like bounties (huh, where?)
I'ma put the tax on the gas moving out the county (tax)
Sipping active, got me drowsy, trapping, capping, Maui Waui
I got bricks up in the U-Haul, I got workers in the mountains (bricks, workers)
How fast can you count it? My nigga I don't need to count it
You a cannibal, run off with the pack, eat 'em like animals
Bricks up in Florida, they calling me a Seminole
I know how to move 'em, Michael Jackson, I'm a smooth criminal (oh)
Million dollars make a nigga motherfucking move (go)
Move, move, move, uh, oh
Two thousand dollars buy a bad bitch shoes (bad)
Gotta know she gone move (uh, cap)
Pull out the chopper, everybody move
Rrah, bow, rrah, grrah, get the fuck back
Treat you like a cow, nigga you better move
Move
You better move, move it
You better move (move), you better move, move it
You got to move (get out), you got to move (move)
You got to move (move), you got to move (oh)
You got to move (move it, uh, oh)
Drinking on Activist, whip the work then I'm packing it
100K in the attic, I got the bricks in the cabinet (in the bag)
Though the work is immaculate, I be trapping and dabbing it (bricks)
On the island I'm cooling it, had the kush in my Louboutin's
That's an intruder in the window, I'm shooting, fly to Bermuda
Pull up with choppers with the coolers in it
I'm trapping, got a half a bag but don't know what to do with it
Fuck a milli', bet a thou'll make your bitch get loose with it
Selling out arenas, fuck a nigga's city up, we used to it (to it)
They never seen a hunnid thousand 'cause you niggas new to it
QC that's the label got a solid foundation
My nigga trapping out vacants, we smoking gas like Jamaicans (gas)
Black and white Bentley Musalnne but I am not racist
Traveling around the world to go get Benjamin faces
If you ain't talking 'bout money then I get aggravated (agitated)
Get up out my face if you ain't talking Benji Franklins (go)
Taking trips across the nation (oh)
Million dollars make a nigga motherfucking move (go)
Move, move, move, uh, oh
Two thousand dollars buy a bad bitch shoes (bad)
Gotta know she gone move (uh)
Pull out the chopper, everybody move
Rrah, bow, rrah, grrah, get the fuck back
Treat you like a cow, nigga you better move
Move
You better move, move it
You better move (move), you better move, move it
You got to move (get out), you got to move (move)
You got to move (move), you got to move (oh)
You got to move (move it, uh, oh)
Whoa
Aw shit, Migos in the building
Move
All y'all niggas got to move
Whoa
Ayy man, get the fuck back, nigga, move
Million dollars make a nigga motherfucking move (go)
Move, move, move, uh, oh
Two thousand dollars buy a bad bitch shoes (bad)
Gotta know she gone move (uh)
Pull out the chopper, everybody move
Rrah, bow, rrah, grrah, get the fuck back
Treat you like a cow, nigga you better move
Move
You better move, move it
You better move (move), you better move, move it
You got to move (get out), you got to move (move)
You got to move (move), you got to move (oh)
You got to move (move it)
When the plug make the call, know that I can move the ball
Nigga can you flip it all, can you make a fifty ball? (Huh)
In the streets I'm a wizard, call me Quavo John Wall
Selling rolls, no Quan, Roll Latifah, set it off
Got to have a gas mask in the kitchen 'cause I cough (go)
Move the work out to Memphis so shout out to Dolph (oh)
You niggas is fiction, I know that you false
Rick Ross ain't the only nigga in the world boss (no)
Put the Forgi's on the old school, riding Chevy T-top
When a nigga walk up on me, freeze him like a freeze pop (freeze)
Feeling like a DJ, hit 'em with the re-rock (oh)
Feeling like I'm lost nigga re-rock on the D-block
Fucking with the Chi-town niggas out in O-block (oh)
Finger fuck the pot, I can make it snow on your block (snow)
Nigga, just was cooking, that's the reason why the stove hot (hot)
Seeing money, in my dreams I had a bankroll knot
Million dollars make a nigga motherfucking move (go)
Move, move, move, uh, oh
Two thousand dollars buy a bad bitch shoes (bad)
Gotta know she gone move (uh, cap)
Pull out the chopper, everybody move
Rrah, bow, rrah, grrah, get the fuck back
Treat you like a cow, nigga you better move
Move
You better move, move it
You better move (move), you better move, move it
You got to move (get out), you got to move (move)
You got to move (move), you got to move (oh)
You got to move (move it, Offest)
I'm a criminal, I got to move my operation (operation)
You don't got the money on time, my nigga what's your occupation (where it's at)
I played 'em with the Muslim, we came up with the (?)
We would never be in cases, never in investigations
Told 'em As-salamu alaykum 'cause my niggas kept it sacred
I'm feeling like Big Meech I got a hundred million in my vases (Big Meech)
I got GD in my vessel, pistol popping like it's kettle (rrah)
I can make a hunnid thousand dollars with no effort (hunnid racks)
Got a thousand niggas with me, they looking for you like bounties (huh, where?)
I'ma put the tax on the gas moving out the county (tax)
Sipping active, got me drowsy, trapping, capping, Maui Waui
I got bricks up in the U-Haul, I got workers in the mountains (bricks, workers)
How fast can you count it? My nigga I don't need to count it
You a cannibal, run off with the pack, eat 'em like animals
Bricks up in Florida, they calling me a Seminole
I know how to move 'em, Michael Jackson, I'm a smooth criminal (oh)
Million dollars make a nigga motherfucking move (go)
Move, move, move, uh, oh
Two thousand dollars buy a bad bitch shoes (bad)
Gotta know she gone move (uh, cap)
Pull out the chopper, everybody move
Rrah, bow, rrah, grrah, get the fuck back
Treat you like a cow, nigga you better move
Move
You better move, move it
You better move (move), you better move, move it
You got to move (get out), you got to move (move)
You got to move (move), you got to move (oh)
You got to move (move it, uh, oh)
Drinking on Activist, whip the work then I'm packing it
100K in the attic, I got the bricks in the cabinet (in the bag)
Though the work is immaculate, I be trapping and dabbing it (bricks)
On the island I'm cooling it, had the kush in my Louboutin's
That's an intruder in the window, I'm shooting, fly to Bermuda
Pull up with choppers with the coolers in it
I'm trapping, got a half a bag but don't know what to do with it
Fuck a milli', bet a thou'll make your bitch get loose with it
Selling out arenas, fuck a nigga's city up, we used to it (to it)
They never seen a hunnid thousand 'cause you niggas new to it
QC that's the label got a solid foundation
My nigga trapping out vacants, we smoking gas like Jamaicans (gas)
Black and white Bentley Musalnne but I am not racist
Traveling around the world to go get Benjamin faces
If you ain't talking 'bout money then I get aggravated (agitated)
Get up out my face if you ain't talking Benji Franklins (go)
Taking trips across the nation (oh)
Million dollars make a nigga motherfucking move (go)
Move, move, move, uh, oh
Two thousand dollars buy a bad bitch shoes (bad)
Gotta know she gone move (uh)
Pull out the chopper, everybody move
Rrah, bow, rrah, grrah, get the fuck back
Treat you like a cow, nigga you better move
Move
You better move, move it
You better move (move), you better move, move it
You got to move (get out), you got to move (move)
You got to move (move), you got to move (oh)
You got to move (move it, uh, oh)
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
Move Lyrics as written by Kiari Kendrell Cephus Cassius Jay
Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
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