Miata

You and I Can spin like a comet Out of this galaxy Wind in my hair Sun rays on my face Rebel in my lap Flying into outer space, yeah Just popped the thermometer Just blew up the speedometer Headed up towards Andromeda Unidentified anomalous phenomena FBI and the CIA Gonna be chasing me and Kiko today Because we are on our way To the factory where they make sun rays So get your booty ass car up out the way Rolling out like the Spanish Armada Higher than Sierra Nevada Blood gang just like Chupacabra Arizona in my Miata Hotter than some Carolina Reapers in a Suana Maui Wowi like Maui Marijuana Some earthlings might get touched by Stigmata But even Jesus can't touch my Miata Drop the top spin out the parking lot Red Miata bullseye like the target dot 96 blood gang Anwar El-Sadat Tupac playing right after soft Yacht Rock Second chair to Jr. Astronaut He finally grew up and bought himself that Autobot Robot eyes on the hood blinking at the cops They wave back right as we take off Just me and Ikaika Whipping this thing like a Viper Just yesterday he's in diapers Now we're taking flight, yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah Rolling out like the Spanish Armada Higher than Sierra Nevada Blood gang just like Chupacabra Arizona in my Miata Hotter than some Carolina Reapers in a sauna Maui Wowi like Maui Marijuana Some earthlings might get touched by Stigmata But even Jesus can't touch my Miata You'll never keep him on the ground You'll never hold him down, Miata It's time to fly to outer space He's on his way, yay You'll never keep him on the ground You'll never hold him down, Miata It's time to fly to outer space He's on his way, yay