Slow Down Turbo Rich Brian

[Intro]
(Red Lamborghini, red Lamborghini)
(Autumn, Autumn)
(Light, light, light, light)
I ain't got no red Lamborghini and I ain't a model
Stars on my TV, I ain't got in color
I ain't got no red Lamborghini, no bubbles in my bottle
Damn, this is easy, but baby, I'm gon' run 'em
Let me, uh, shoot my shit real quick

[Verse 1: Rich Brian]
When I shoot, ayy, they gon' get a top fade, ooh
She bad, and she always tryna rendezvous
Speak the truth, keep it 3K like I'm André
Can't relate to this, guess we grew 'round different things, man
When I shoot, ayy, they gon' get a top fade
This ain't horizontal, why you lookin' at me sideways?
Told the venue pay me stocks, I'm feelin' like Beyoncé
I won't ever quit, I was born to be the shit, ayy
Uh, how's it feel?
Been through ups and downs and they still ask me, "How's it feel?"
Face is hurtin' from the smiles, it's time to keep it real
I been in the booth like, "Who the fuck I gotta kill?"

[Bridge: Bēkon]
Slow down, 'cause you're movin' too fast for the world
You're gonna miss out
Slow down, 'cause you're movin' too fast for the world
You're gonna miss out