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NoSignal. - Midnight On The Dash

Music Media: SoundCloud: on.soundcloud.com/joWDvTP1fCng8PWDTF Text: Night run Seat back Keys in Let’s ride Midnight on the dash, red numbers glowin Engine talk loud, whole block know it Tap gas once, whole frame floatin Touchscreen lit like a slot machine open Chrome lip spin when I creep, then burn Lane jump quick, make the white lines blur City in the rearview lookin like a smear Hands on the wheel, other hand in her hair Two-tone seats, that butter soft Phone on mute, turn the silence off Bass hit once, heart skip, then drop Shorty in the passenger, tell me don't stop Pull to the light, let it idle then surge Every little rev feel the pressure in my nerves Neck on frost, cabin feel cold Heat from the pipes when the throttle unfold Windows half-down, feel the air pull Whole tank full, but I want more full Speed talk slick, let the tires write script Every little shift feel the whole frame lift Night drive, all gas, no talk Pedal to the floor, let the roads unlock If you ridin with me, better hold that seat We don’t ever hit brakes on a midnight run, repeat Night drive, all gas, no talk Pedal to the floor, let the roads unlock If you ridin with me, better hold that seat We don’t ever hit brakes on a midnight run Gloss on, lights from the dash make it shine Legs crossed, heel tap keepin time Fast lane princess, crown in the headrest Purse on the floor, lip gloss in the cup rest I like when it jolt, when it jerk, then glide Throw my head back, feel the pull inside Speed hit a bump, my laugh jump, then bend Say "hit it again", he grin, then send Bluetooth ring but I let that ring Volume up high, let the bassline sing Hand on my thigh when he shift that gear I bite my lip, lean close to his ear "Take me where the road got curves and turns Where the road signs flash and the backroads burn" He smirk, downshift, let it snap, then hum Whole car shake when the big beat drum Windows roll up, then we fog that glass Heart beat sync with the tap of the gas Seat belt tight but I still feel loose Every little swerve feel like one more boost Night drive, all gas, no talk Pedal to the floor, let the roads unlock If you ridin with me, better hold that seat We don’t ever hit brakes on a midnight run, repeat M: Left lane live, right lane fade F: Give me that pull when the gears cascade M: Dash all glow, ain't touchin that brake F: Make my heart race like the hands on the gauge M: Park next morning, tires still warm F: Hair still wild from the last transform Both: One more spin, let the whole world blur Engine say "go", and we always concur