Mustang Kids Zella Day (Ft. Baby E)

[Verse 1: Zella Day]
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
The mustang kids are out
Rolling over hills and the roundabouts
Blacktop tambourine
Playing for the girls in the back seats
The mustang kids are out
Rolling over hills and the roundabouts
White light motorcade
Sweeter than your baby face

[Verse 2: Baby E]
Small-town gang got nothing to do
We got guns, got drugs, got the sun and the moon
We got big-city plans, but it always rains
And the sheriff is a crook that knows me by name
I said, mama was a saint and daddy was a criminal
I grew up in a trailer with dreams of fucking centerfolds
Now I'm making money experimenting with chemicals
The fact that I'm alive is why I still believe in miracles

[Chorus: Zella Day]
The mustang kids are out
The mustang kids are out
The mustang kids are out
The mustang kids are out
The mustang kids are out
The mustang kids are out
The mustang kids are out
The mustang kids are out