If You Ain't First, You're Last

If you ain't first. Born in the infield, raised on speed.

Cougar under the hood and a dream to lead. Shake and bake, that's how we

roll. Milk cow nodding heart and soul. Mama prayed, daddy drank.

Said, "Boy winners don't ever think." Strapped in tight, fire suit on.

Left turn legends till rubber's gone. They laughed at the way I talk my trash

till the green light dropped and I smashed the gas. If you ain't

first, you're last. Pedal down, don't look back.

Talladega screaming fast, living life in the fast lane what a blast. If you ain't