[Hook: Clyde Carson & Cymphonique]

I tell ’em slow down

Know you can’t catch me

I move too fast for the gas, don’t chase me

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

Slow down

Slow down

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

I tell ’em slow down

Know you can’t catch me

I move too fast for the gas, don’t chase me

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

Slow down

Slow down

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

[Verse 1: Cymphonique]

Look, I’m feeling like I’m Nino

Packets full of sinos

My back is light like a casino

It went out like gust, that’s what we know

‘Cause we shot it down everywhere that we go

A mile away you can see me coming

And I ain’t never slowing down, I’m gunning

Staring hard but It Ain't Bout nothing

Chanel shoes, like 1500

[Verse 2: Cymphonique]

Ease up ’cause you know you can’t catch me

Skating all out, Like it’s Wayne Gretzky

So what I’m tryina say is you don’t wanna test me

‘Cause I be standing on top where the best be

So you wanna come in the spaceship

‘Cause the fam grill got a facelift

See you make none with make ships

You make songs, we make hits

[Hook: Clyde Carson & Cymphonique]

Slow down

Know you can’t catch me

I move too fast for the gas, don’t chase me

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

Slow down

Slow down

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

I tell ’em slow down

Know you can’t catch me

I move too fast for the gas, don’t chase me

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

Slow down

Slow down

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

[Verse 3: Clyde Carson]

(I tell 'em…) Aye, I'm on the case getting sideways

Dolla fo' five on the highway

You know a nigga state to state

On a dolo mission, I got a date with the cake

Wide awoke, 3 A.M

Prolly touch down when the sun come in

Aye, when them guards hit the gate

I be tired as fuck after that 8-hour race

I come from the land where we swing our cars

Figure 8 Benz concrete leave marks

Call it paid, super-charged

Back to back race the Benz with the four door Porsche

I'm tearin' up tires in this luxury

Hella smoke says she wanna fuck with me

Money on my mind, ain't nothin' for free

Tryna keep up with me, but it's nothin' to me

[Hook: Clyde Carson & Cymphonique]

I tell them slow down

Know you can’t catch me

I move too fast for the gas, don’t chase me

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

Slow down

Slow down

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

I tell ’em slow down

Know you can’t catch me

I move too fast for the gas, don’t chase me

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

Slow down

Slow down

Oh, you better show it

And if you got it, show it

I tell them