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Ride Twenty-Three lyrics
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Intro
Engine coughs awake… app pings… you tap accept…
Verse 1
You roll out the driveway, coffee cold in the cupholder Airport run, forty-seven minutes, fourteen sixty-two after the cut Passenger stares at their phone like it owes them money You do the math in your head before the trunk even closes
Pre-chorus
Ping… ping… ping… The next one’s already waiting
Chorus
Ride twenty-one, ride twenty-two You smile in the mirror like the rating’s watching you Ride twenty-three, ride twenty-four Four point nine one, don’t let it drop any more
Verse 2
She eats sushi in the back seat, soy sauce on the leather You say nothing ’cause four point eight seven would feel like weather College kid in the next one gives you three stars for following GPS You feel it like a splinter you can’t pull out yet
Pre-chorus
Ping… ping… ping… The algorithm never sleeps
Chorus
Ride twenty-one, ride twenty-two You smile in the mirror like the rating’s watching you Ride twenty-three, ride twenty-four Four point nine one, don’t let it drop any more
Verse 3
Rain hits the windshield like it’s mad at the glass Surge pricing lights up, you feel rich for twenty minutes, then it’s gone Gas, insurance, depreciation, phone mount, car wash You’re clearing nine forty an hour before taxes even touch it
Bridge
Passenger asks “so what do you really do?” You open your mouth… nothing comes out Engine hum fills the silence like it’s been waiting all day You tap accept on the next one before the thought can finish
Verse 4
Last ride smells like airport cologne and quiet regret You drop him at the curb, watch the taillights disappear One hundred sixty-seven gross, minus everything that matters You sit in the parking lot with the engine still running
Verse 5
App says instant transfer… fifty cent fee You close it… open it… close it again One more ping lights up the screen like it knows you’re weak You tap accept before the thought can finish
Chorus
Ride twenty-one, ride twenty-two You smile in the mirror like the rating’s watching you Ride twenty-three, ride twenty-four Four point nine one… the shift never ends
Outro
Engine idles… app pings… you tap accept…
Inside the recording
Engine coughs awake… app pings… you tap accept…
Ping… ping… ping… The next one’s already waiting
Engine idles… app pings… you tap accept…
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