THE FORMULA
 作词 : William Adams/Keith Harris/Yonatan Goldstein/Dwayne Carter
 作曲 : William Adams/Keith Harris/Yonatan Goldstein/Dwayne Carter
 Tunechi and will.i.am
 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)