Track 7 of the album Rush Hour · 2018
Delivery Bike Lightning
“Written for the delivery riders who fly past us every night. Fast verse, faster chorus.”
trap · driving trap · hustle anthem · 2:31
Lyrics
Insulated bag on my back, wheels spinning fast Hot dinner on the clock, I'm not looking past Weaving through the headlights, red light, green Fastest rider in the city and I stay clean Phone in the mount saying turn left now Three blocks to go and I'll make it somehow Soup stays warm and the fries stay crisp Door number nine, I'm a lightning flash, whisp Delivery bike lightning, ride, ride, ride Pedals on fire with the city beside Delivery bike lightning, go, go, go Every order delivered and I'm ready to flow Rain on the street makes the neon shine Puddles like mirrors and I'm drawing a line Bell goes ding as I cut through the lane Cab driver waves, said go, I'm not playing Up to the porch with a smile and a knock Kid answers the door, I'm a hero on the block Thank you, he whispers, and it fills my chest Small kind words are the very best Delivery bike lightning, ride, ride, ride Pedals on fire with the city beside Delivery bike lightning, go, go, go Every order delivered and I'm ready to flow Midnight run with the moon overhead Bridge in the distance, the city's a thread Legs burning bright but the heart stays light Every drop-off is a win tonight Number of the order and the stars align Last one done and I'm feeling fine Roll to a stop with the bike on its side Lightning in my legs and a whole lot of pride Ding, ding, ding, ring the bell Everybody's fed and everybody's well Ding, ding, ding, hear it ring Delivery riders are the city's kings Delivery bike lightning, ride, ride, ride Pedals on fire with the city beside Delivery bike lightning, go, go, go Every order delivered and I'm ready to flow Ride, ride, ride, ding, ding Lightning on two wheels, hey