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MIDNIGHT SLIDE x UK DRILL 🚗🌙🔊💥

🚗🌙 MIDNIGHT SLIDE (UK DRILL) — by. GECEDE KALAN UK drill banger: sliding 808, tight hats, punchy kick/clap, loud mix! 🔊💥 👍 Like • 💬 Comment • 🔔 Subscribe #ukdrill #aimusic #carmusic #808 -- LYRICS -- [start] [Intro] [Instrumental only: dark pad, distant siren, tight drill hats, sub slides in] (yeah) (skrrt) [Hook] Slide, slide—midnight ride, let the bassline talk (talk) Windows shake, streetlights flash, watch the whole block watch (watch) Too cold, too loud—got the city on lock (lock) Turn it up, turn it up—feel it hit your chest, knock (knock) We don’t do “low,” we do max when we spin (spin) 808 glide, make the seat feel thin (brr) Bad vibe? cut—throw it out, let it drift (drift) Night mode on—yeah—this is how we live (live) [Verse 1] Backroad, main road, same pace, I don’t slow Dark tint, neon glow, that’s the scene when I roll Kick snappy, hats busy, sub moving like a wave If you hear it from a mile, that’s the sound that I gave No chat, just motion, I’m focused on lanes Came up off pressure, now I’m cool in the flames Crew stay tight, no extras in the mix One look, one nod, then the whole car lifts City keep calling, but I’m gone in the night Headlights cut fog like a blade in the light If it’s not knocking, it’s not in my playlist This is for the drive where you feel it in your ribcage [Hook] Slide, slide—midnight ride, let the bassline talk (talk) Windows shake, streetlights flash, watch the whole block watch (watch) Too cold, too loud—got the city on lock (lock) Turn it up, turn it up—feel it hit your chest, knock (knock) We don’t do “low,” we do max when we spin (spin) 808 glide, make the seat feel thin (brr) Bad vibe? cut—throw it out, let it drift (drift) Night mode on—yeah—this is how we live (live) [Bridge] [Instrumental buildup: bass cuts, filtered hats, snare rolls, riser] (whisper) slide… slide… slide… [Drop: bass slams back, wider hats, extra stab hits] (shout) RUN IT! [Verse 2] Late-night discipline, I don’t do pretend Same route, new mood, let the low end bend Mirror show red-blue, but it’s just city light I’m calm—steering smooth—while the trunk starts a fight If they hate, let ‘em hate, I don’t need their eyes I’m outside with the sound that can’t tell no lies Drill bounce, sub slide, everything on time Hook so simple, whole crew know the lines Say “slide” and they scream it, say “knock” and it hits Every stoplight moment turns to clips This one for the car, for the night, for the lift Turn it up one more—watch the whole street shift [Final Hook] Slide, slide—midnight ride, let the bassline talk (talk) Windows shake, streetlights flash, watch the whole block watch (watch) Too cold, too loud—got the city on lock (lock) Turn it up, turn it up—feel it hit your chest, knock (knock) We don’t do “low,” we do max when we spin (spin) 808 glide, make the seat feel thin (brr) Bad vibe? cut—throw it out, let it drift (drift) Night mode on—yeah—this is how we live (live) [Outro] [Instrumental only: hats fade, sub tail, distant siren, engine rev out] (slide… slide…) [end]