作词 : William Adams/Keith Harris/Yonatan Goldstein/Dwayne Carter

作曲 : William Adams/Keith Harris/Yonatan Goldstein/Dwayne Carter

Tunechi and

F1

This is the formula

This is the formula

This is the formula

This is the formula

Uh, I know you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo, you love it (Uh)

This is the formula (Yep)

This is the formula (Ayy)

This is the formula (Yep)

This is the formula (One)

Uh, I know you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo, you love it (Uh)

This is the formula (Yep)

This is the formula (Ayy)

This is the formula (Yep)

This is the formula (One)

This my recipe, watch me go top speed (Zoom)

Go that full capacity, I got energy (Woo)

My ability is zoom through your vicinity (Zoom)

Here's an FYI, you need to F your insecurities, ayy

Mom in a quick whip (Roo)

Like thing y'all can't stick with it (No)

I stay slick like I'm liquid

Super complex, ain't comin' simplistic (Ayy)

I told 'em, I told 'em, I told 'em I'm sick with the cold, so let me encode 'em

I got the ammo, so let me reload 'em

I'm comin' with flammables, time to explode 'em (Yah)

Uh, I know you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo, you love it (Uh)

This is the formula (Yep)

This is the formula (Ayy)

This is the formula (Yep)

This is the formula (One)

Uh, I know you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo, you love it (Uh)

This is the formula (Yep)

This is the formula (Ayy)

This is the formula (Yep)

This is the formula

Ayy, formula, bitch

So if you comin' for me, lil' bitch

Just know I got an army, lil' bitch, and we in the field like a farmer, you bitch

I don't need a shield, don't need armor, you bitch

For real, real, life phenomenal, bitch

Rhyme tight like a corner, lil' bitch

Shine bright, make your cornea itch

Alright, okay, yes, sir

Call me, "Wheezy F1"

My car fly like the Jetson's

You a small fry, need ketchup

Fall behind or you can catch up

You can fall down or you can step up

Been a long time since I messed up

I told Father Time I'm his step-son

Got 'em braided like Lewis

Got a Mercedes like Lewis

I ain't in the latest, I'm in the newest

And if I ain't the greatest, then man, who is?

No cappin', do the dash, no toe-tappin'

Your girl my co-captain

Drivin' like Max Verstappen

This my world, I'm your champion

I got the formula, baby

Mix it like Arnold Palmer, lil' baby

Had a grill before Formula, baby

On them trees like an ornament, baby

Engine soundin' like harmony, baby

Yeah, fast lane, godspeed

Lil Wayne, victory lane, got champagne on me, gone

This is the formula

This is the formula

I got the formula

This is the formula (One)

All I do is go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Y'all boys too slow, slow

Stay in your lane

Stay in your lane (Stay in your lane)

Stay in your lane (Stay in your lane)

Stay in your lane (Stay in your lane)

Stay in your lane (Ayy, ayy)

All I do is go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Y'all boys too slow, slow

Stay in your lane

All I do is go, go, go, go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go

It's time to go, bitch

Yo, I got that solid gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold

Gold, gold, gold, gold

I'm solid gold, bitch

Ayy, all I do is win it and win it, I been winnin' since the beginnin'

I'm never locked in it, and I got too much energy, energy, energy

That's what I'm sendin', ayy

Crush up my enemies, ayy

I multiply, here go ten of mes, uh

William, william, a milli', a million

Too many feet like a centipede, ayy, uh

All I do is work, work, work, work, work, work, work

Work, work, work, work

I been workin', bitch

All I do is whip it, whip it, whip-whip, whip it, whip it, whip-whip, whip it

I been cookin', bitch (Ayy)

Uh, I know you love, you love, you love, you love, you love it, you love it, you love it (Uh)

This is the formula (Yep)

This is the formula (Uh)

This is the formula (Yep)

This is the formula (One)

Uh, I know you love, you love, you love, you love, you lo-love, you love it (Uh)

This is the formula (Yep)

This is the formula (Uh)

This is the formula (Yep)

This is the formula (One)