"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.
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
(I'm wasted)
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, rock star lifestyle might don't make it
Living life high everyday click wasted
Sipping on purple stuff rolling up stanky
Wake up in the morning ten o'clock dranking
Party, party, party, let's all get wasted
Shake it for me baby girl, do it butt naked
I'm so wasted, she so wasted shout the bartender
Send twenty more cases
Geeking like Whitney, geeking like Britney
Gucci no hippie but it's on like Jimmy
X Pill poppers geeked up crazy whole click rolling
Everyone wasted purple codeine Sprite pink don't waste it
Mix up, grandma drank it and didn't taste it
Now grandma sipping syrup leaning wasted
Walking 'round fuck up
Twisting her finga home gurl
Slipped up drunk got wasted now
She back stage an she tryna get famous
Hit me up the drinky, drinky Gucci Mane shake it
Club night, damn right, Gucci Mane wasted
Rock star lifestyle might don't make it
Living life high everyday click wasted
Sipping on purple stuff rolling up stanky
Wake up in the morning ten o'clock dranking
Party, party, party, let's all get wasted
Shake it for me baby girl, do it butt naked
I'm so wasted, she so wasted shout the bartender
Send me twenty more cases
I don't wear tight jeans like the white boys
But I do get wasted like the white boys
Now I'm looking for a bitch to suck dis almond joy
Said she gotta stop sucking 'cause her jaw's sore
Gotta bitch on the couch, bitch on the floor
Party just popping up but now he rolling more
Rolled on, three pills now, he on four I don't know, why?
But that Remy turned into a whore
Walked in the club, pocket full of big faces
Got the forty on my waist and it's off safety
'Bout forty goons wit' me and we all wasted
Only Remy straight tonight dog no chasing
Rock star lifestyle might don't make it
Living life high everyday click wasted
Sipping on purple stuff rolling up stanky
Wake up in the morning ten o'clock dranking
Party, party, party, let's all get wasted
Shake it for me baby girl, do it butt naked
I'm so wasted, she so wasted shout the bartender
Send me twenty more cases
Whole click faded we geeked up crazy
Big boy bracelet we white boy wasted
No shirt, fuck it unless your arms tatted
We slopping trunk disgusted the liquor keep wasting
285 east side me and Plies wasted
Racing seven big booty broads chasing
Spring break fifty thousand white girls shake it
Some dancing naked
But everyone's wasted
Magic city Monday
Ball players wasted
This one for yo' uncle drinking Thunderbird wasted
Twelve pack wasted
I need more cases
And Gucci not a racist
All my diamonds Caucasians
Rock star lifestyle might don't make it
Living life high everyday click wasted
Sipping on purple stuff rolling up stanky
Wake up in the morning ten o'clock dranking
Party, party, party, let's all get wasted
Shake it for me baby girl, do it butt naked
I'm so wasted, she so wasted shout the bartender
Send twenty more cases
Ha ha ha
This is GPSA (Gucci!)
(Ghetto public service announcement)
We don't get fucked up no more, we get wasted
Gucci Mane, Plies, Fat Boi, wasted
(I'm wasted)
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Ha, rock star lifestyle might don't make it
Living life high everyday click wasted
Sipping on purple stuff rolling up stanky
Wake up in the morning ten o'clock dranking
Party, party, party, let's all get wasted
Shake it for me baby girl, do it butt naked
I'm so wasted, she so wasted shout the bartender
Send twenty more cases
Geeking like Whitney, geeking like Britney
Gucci no hippie but it's on like Jimmy
X Pill poppers geeked up crazy whole click rolling
Everyone wasted purple codeine Sprite pink don't waste it
Mix up, grandma drank it and didn't taste it
Now grandma sipping syrup leaning wasted
Walking 'round fuck up
Twisting her finga home gurl
Slipped up drunk got wasted now
She back stage an she tryna get famous
Hit me up the drinky, drinky Gucci Mane shake it
Club night, damn right, Gucci Mane wasted
Rock star lifestyle might don't make it
Living life high everyday click wasted
Sipping on purple stuff rolling up stanky
Wake up in the morning ten o'clock dranking
Party, party, party, let's all get wasted
Shake it for me baby girl, do it butt naked
I'm so wasted, she so wasted shout the bartender
Send me twenty more cases
I don't wear tight jeans like the white boys
But I do get wasted like the white boys
Now I'm looking for a bitch to suck dis almond joy
Said she gotta stop sucking 'cause her jaw's sore
Gotta bitch on the couch, bitch on the floor
Party just popping up but now he rolling more
Rolled on, three pills now, he on four I don't know, why?
But that Remy turned into a whore
Walked in the club, pocket full of big faces
Got the forty on my waist and it's off safety
'Bout forty goons wit' me and we all wasted
Only Remy straight tonight dog no chasing
Rock star lifestyle might don't make it
Living life high everyday click wasted
Sipping on purple stuff rolling up stanky
Wake up in the morning ten o'clock dranking
Party, party, party, let's all get wasted
Shake it for me baby girl, do it butt naked
I'm so wasted, she so wasted shout the bartender
Send me twenty more cases
Whole click faded we geeked up crazy
Big boy bracelet we white boy wasted
No shirt, fuck it unless your arms tatted
We slopping trunk disgusted the liquor keep wasting
285 east side me and Plies wasted
Racing seven big booty broads chasing
Spring break fifty thousand white girls shake it
Some dancing naked
But everyone's wasted
Magic city Monday
Ball players wasted
This one for yo' uncle drinking Thunderbird wasted
Twelve pack wasted
I need more cases
And Gucci not a racist
All my diamonds Caucasians
Rock star lifestyle might don't make it
Living life high everyday click wasted
Sipping on purple stuff rolling up stanky
Wake up in the morning ten o'clock dranking
Party, party, party, let's all get wasted
Shake it for me baby girl, do it butt naked
I'm so wasted, she so wasted shout the bartender
Send twenty more cases
Ha ha ha
This is GPSA (Gucci!)
(Ghetto public service announcement)
We don't get fucked up no more, we get wasted
Gucci Mane, Plies, Fat Boi, wasted
Lyrics submitted by NotoriousBoneThug
Wasted Lyrics as written by Otis Williams Radric Davis
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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