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Carbon Fiber Music
Yeah
Ajá (TrapXFicante)
El Wasón bebé (Dímelo Flow)
Farru

Carbon Sport (yeah), saco el R Sport (skrt)
Al carbón, le

Hype, put it in gear & let’s fly
ZoomZoom boom boom, goes the carbon fiber rocket
2 seater 2 million, I’ll pay outta pocket
Race on the strip, Rev up

从南走到北
Motor sports turn me on
也不会觉得累
灯光在闪烁看到眼前在倒退
Bumper to bumper on high way 不会掉队
油门踩到底看不见我尾灯
Carbon fiber on my mind 看我威风
I said vroom vroom
视线变绯红

Automotive Engineering

Jethro Tull

Under Wraps

1984

In the hands of science 
The complete appliance.
We're moved to motor.
Do you fly a Spitfire?
Do you slide on a tea-tray?
Or walk on a short

the fibers to back it
And a handle made out of my hunger for rappin
Y'all niggas is simpin and sappy
I am just simply magic
The new chosen one
So Harry needs

Buddha's in your frontal lobe tonight
Motor
Rush hour makes your motor cortex flash
Devils floor their impulses and crash
Red for stop and green for go
How

Carbon Fiber Music
Huh, uh
Huh, uh
Huh (K LO K)
Pura sangre hijo 'e puta (eh, ah)
Anti Judas (yo)
Pressure

De oeste a este (eh), de sur

(¡Farru!)

Mami, tú ere' la gasolina que mueve mi motor
Ese culón tuyo esta frio
Échale a mi radiador (¡pum-pum-pum-pum!) (Pri-yah-yah)
A mí me encanta

darle hasta que se rompa el motor
Y a beber, que el alcohol 
Se encargue de que pierda el control
Voy a prender un blunt
Yo en mi nota me siento

Vida Cara

DM

Vida Cara

2018

Carbon Fiber Music
Trapxficante
¡Subeloneo!
¡Yeah!

Gucci, Prada, Balen-ciaga
Louis, Fendi, to'a mi ropa es cara
Tu puta visitó mi cama
La

motor, sippin' my soda
We use the pro tools to break down boulders
My girl pull her own weight, with her sexy little shoulders
In the strapless Vera Wang

Would you kill now what would you do for a Kit-Kat
Oh, I mean uh, what would you do for a Klondike
Would you go and pop a wheelie on a motor bike
Go

a bulletproof vest
Inside a plexiglass encasement full
Of hardened cement
Then wrapped in carbon fiber armour
Locked inside of a chest
Kept in a confidential area

V8 motor engine hope that bitch don’t bus
carbon fiber tail so that bitch don’t rust
donuts on the e way she say that’s to much
fellatio while

through three cards
Feel like Ken Miles
Got a blown motor after ten miles
I ain't up to date, I still use dial
Been king of the streets for a damn while

to the islands
Me and bae steady gang vibing
Gettin' playground motives from my motor 'cuz every time I be sliding
Hop on the beat and I'm vibing
Bring out

Yeah, yeah
Motor, Jesus, Pope, yeah
(Bitch)
Posted up with Jesus Pope, we playing 2K
So much flower, I could buy that bitch a bouquet
Giving me

Our grave danger built of lights and motors strikes the locals hypnotic
as we swept the sick off of our infested ship in a dazzling display of logic.