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Aries - Racecar V1 Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
She said I hate my day job; I don't feel it
I need racecar, top down to match my ceiling
I don't have none, have none, dollar billies in my bag
Run— bag, run, fuck your f—

[Chorus]
She said I hate my day job; I don't feel it
I need racecar, top down to match my ceiling
I don't have none, have none, dollar billies in my bag
Run— bag, run, fuck your feelings, I detach them

[Verse 1]
Wonder why I had them, busy with her bad lungs
Running back to 'em, show no pity, but I had some
Runnin', fuck the asthma
Never understand why, probably just a habit
She run it 'til the cash come, wonder what happened
Busy on the inside, why ain't got the answer
Why ain't got hands, why don't got answer
You and your friends, wherever the bands tucked, then—

[Chorus]
She said I hate my (Hate my) day job; I don't feel it
I need racecar, top down to match my ceiling
I don't have none, have none
Dollar billies in my bag, run— bag, run
Fuck your feelings
I de—
[Verse 2]
Pilot, I've gone high, parachute, this my first
If we land in quicksand, tell him too, I might die
Body-bagged, probably glad, had that price on my head
Took her hand in July, couple months, fall again

[Pre-Chorus]
Hate my day job; I don't feel it
I need racecar, top down like my ceiling
I don't have none, have none
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
She said I hate my day job; I don't feel it
I need racecar, top down to match my ceiling
I don't have none, have none, dollar billies in my bag
Run— bag, run, fuck your feelings, I detach them