Rival gang ridin' from a mile away|I'm already gone, eat my dust, figure 8|I'm total mayhem, live for the thrill|Yeah I'm packin' bullets in hundred dollar bills|Lining up waitin' for me to slip|I ain't backing down Imma trip em'|Ain't quitin' like it's a stick up|I'll drop these guys, Imma whip em|It's a revolution, right to bear arm|Ain't afraid of retribution|I'm proud of the scars, they're part of my life|I live off the grid, I'll ride till I die|The harder I go, the faster I climb|I'm taking what's yours, and I'll add it to mine|300 miles an hour, I'm the one with the power|You're left in outerspace|Cause I hit the ground running|Can't nobody say nothing|Imma get up in your face, cause I'm a|Chorus|Street racer|Gonna leave you high and dry in the dust|Cause I'm a street racer|Can't catch me on the track, I'm a loaded gun!|I'll be comin' for ya, I'll be, I'll be comin' for ya|I'll be comin' for ya, I'll be, I'll be comin'|I'll be comin' for ya, I'll be, I'll be comin' for ya|I'll be comin' for ya, I'll be, I'll be comin'|Cause I fly high, never change|Two to the chest, still amazin'|Look down, on you|On the line, nothin' better to do|Cause I'm back on the track, armor of steel|I aim, and I shoot to thrill|Get down, you loose|I already know I'm better than you!|Keep ridin' out of town, out of town yeah!|And if you turn around|I'll be comin' on and on and on!|Chorus