"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.
Jahlil Beats, holla at me
(C-C-C-Cuff your chick)
(DJ Ill Wil)
Uh, boom, boom, we ballin' in the room
Sweepin' up my competition, call me Mr. Broom
Knockin' niggas over, call me bulldozer
One more drink for these bitches, then it's over
'Cause I'ma strike that somethin' like a cobra
I know she want my venom, but I ain't gon' leave it in her
And right after I get her, she know she with a winner
And we straight to the crib, I ain't takin' her to dinner
Ha, nigga, look at my jewels
Aviator shades, I ain't lookin' at you
Achoo, bless me twice
Ill rich nigga, I be shittin' on your life (ha)
Magazine covers, magneem rubbers
I mean Magnum, I don't fuck with stragglers
Niggas want drama, Gangsta Grillz bastards
Did you check the caption? Lights camera, action
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up (DJ Rockstarr)
A nigga beep beep and shawty toot, toot
Blowin' out their brains, car need a new roof
Lookin' like a superstar when I roll through
And shawty, I'm the truth, so mama, what it do?
Now let's ride out, ain't no trippin'
When we dippin' to my hide-out
Big dipper 'cause you sippin' on my bottle
Only fuckin' with them A-listin' models
Now let's get it like
Low fitted, if you done it, then I did it
If you kick it, then I'm with it
We can do this ish all night
Your limit don't compare to my limit
When I'm in it and I get it
I'ma give it to you all night
I'm the sh-, ha, yeah, I go hard
Don't stand in lines, nigga, I bogart
Bad boy celebrity 'cause I'm so large
And don't need no battery 'cause I'm in charge
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up (DJ Ill Will)
Ha, I'm hot motherfucker, get a plate, bitch
Don't say shit (uh), get your face-lift
Rosé bitch, let the champagne drip
Niggas swag jack but this L.A. shit (uh)
Get it back, give it back ain't 'bout shit
Snapback, them ain't even rare, where the tag at?
Oh, wack-ass all up in my ear, bitch, back-back
I bag bad bitches, motherfuck a Kat Stacks, haha
Yellow nigga, no cabs (no cabs)
Got the Phantom out, uh, no mask (no mask)
Get your camera out, uh, one flash
Hot beams steady shot, cl-cl-clap your ass
Uh, T-Raw, I'm so uh
Locs on, chucks low, black beanie dog
Patrón top wash straight from the liquor store
I'm turnt up (turnt up), I can't feel my face so
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up
(C-C-C-Cuff your chick)
(DJ Ill Wil)
Uh, boom, boom, we ballin' in the room
Sweepin' up my competition, call me Mr. Broom
Knockin' niggas over, call me bulldozer
One more drink for these bitches, then it's over
'Cause I'ma strike that somethin' like a cobra
I know she want my venom, but I ain't gon' leave it in her
And right after I get her, she know she with a winner
And we straight to the crib, I ain't takin' her to dinner
Ha, nigga, look at my jewels
Aviator shades, I ain't lookin' at you
Achoo, bless me twice
Ill rich nigga, I be shittin' on your life (ha)
Magazine covers, magneem rubbers
I mean Magnum, I don't fuck with stragglers
Niggas want drama, Gangsta Grillz bastards
Did you check the caption? Lights camera, action
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up (DJ Rockstarr)
A nigga beep beep and shawty toot, toot
Blowin' out their brains, car need a new roof
Lookin' like a superstar when I roll through
And shawty, I'm the truth, so mama, what it do?
Now let's ride out, ain't no trippin'
When we dippin' to my hide-out
Big dipper 'cause you sippin' on my bottle
Only fuckin' with them A-listin' models
Now let's get it like
Low fitted, if you done it, then I did it
If you kick it, then I'm with it
We can do this ish all night
Your limit don't compare to my limit
When I'm in it and I get it
I'ma give it to you all night
I'm the sh-, ha, yeah, I go hard
Don't stand in lines, nigga, I bogart
Bad boy celebrity 'cause I'm so large
And don't need no battery 'cause I'm in charge
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up (DJ Ill Will)
Ha, I'm hot motherfucker, get a plate, bitch
Don't say shit (uh), get your face-lift
Rosé bitch, let the champagne drip
Niggas swag jack but this L.A. shit (uh)
Get it back, give it back ain't 'bout shit
Snapback, them ain't even rare, where the tag at?
Oh, wack-ass all up in my ear, bitch, back-back
I bag bad bitches, motherfuck a Kat Stacks, haha
Yellow nigga, no cabs (no cabs)
Got the Phantom out, uh, no mask (no mask)
Get your camera out, uh, one flash
Hot beams steady shot, cl-cl-clap your ass
Uh, T-Raw, I'm so uh
Locs on, chucks low, black beanie dog
Patrón top wash straight from the liquor store
I'm turnt up (turnt up), I can't feel my face so
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (yeah)
I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up
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Holla At Me Lyrics as written by Orlando Jahlil Tucker Christopher Maurice Brown
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