Oh, na, na, na
High beams, yeah
Tryna get the finer things

High beams, high beams
I'm tryna get the finer things (yeah, yeah)
High beams, high beams
Tryna stay between the seams, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I was searching for God with a flashlight
On a dirt road, is this flash bright enough?
Does the flash light a love?
That I don't have when I'm down, when I drown
And these solar panels collect my frowns
'Cause I know the world ain't grounded
And the negative versus positive keep the chaos around me
Shine my light, my light, my light
Don't be scared of the night, the night, 'cause I glow
Yeah, I glow, yeah
Shine my light, my light, my light
Don't be scared of the night, the night, 'cause I glow
'Cause I glow

High beams, high beams
I'm tryna get the finer things (yeah, yeah)
High beams, high beams
Tryna stay between the seams, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Streetlights don't shine on me enough
To keep me out of harm's reach like
Why we out here all week? 'Cause
This is how we all eat
The sun don't shine like I need it to
When I'm fiendin' through my need for cool
It's hot for days and the breeze is through
I'm overheating, my fuse is blew
I shine, I shine, my light, my light, my light
Please shine, please shine, for my sight, my sight, my sight
I shine, I shine, my light, my light
Please shine, please shine, for my sight

High beams, high beams
I'm tryna get the finer things (yeah, yeah)
High beams, high beams
I'm tryna stay between the seams, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

The neon lights in the trunk of the whip
Tell you how I feel sometimes, sometimes
The neon lights beneath the bumper and grill
Tell you how I feel sometimes, sometimes
High beams, high beams, high beams
High beams, high beams, high beams

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Writer(s): Everett Young, Ian Ruhala, Justin Scott