Drake’s latest track “Solar Eclipse” from the album HABIBTI (FOMO) showcases his signature blend of introspective verses and melodic hooks, featuring a guest spot from Don Toliver. The song dives deep into Texas‑inspired imagery while maintaining the atmospheric vibe that fans have come to expect from Drake’s recent work.
In “Solar Eclipse,” Drake paints a vivid picture of a night‑time romance set against the backdrop of Texas locales, juxtaposing personal reflections with cultural references. The lyrics weave together themes of longing, fleeting connections, and the surreal feeling of an eclipse, all delivered over a moody, trap‑infused beat.
Yeah, ay
She’s from Texas, I can tell by the way she grip on my wood grain
She’s down to take a hundred shots with me and talk about my pain
It doesn’t take a crystal ball to see
A cowgirl ends up riding off on me
Drinkin’ Yak all by myself
She’s from Texas, I can tell, baby
Big wooden wheel, where should I go?
Johnny Manziel with hits that I throw
College Station nights you used to know
Now you’re getting fried down in River Oaks, I already know
Sugar Land, Pearland, Woodlands, you just need a good man, oh, yeah
Batman, Spider-Man, Superman, they can’t save you like I want to, no
Salesman, businessman, postman, they can’t write it like the notebook
You still can’t name me one man that I should get overlooked for, what? Yeah
It’s a solar eclipse tomorrow, and your period hit in the morning
I hand you a joint when I rolled it, this the summer you say you quit smokin’
And you ask me ’bout cashin’ a check, and you ask me what’s in my account
And I don’t even know what that is, ’cause I don’t even check
‘Cause I don’t even check (big wooden wheel, where should I go?)
Fort Bend, Texas, Katy, Texas, bae, I can’t make this up (tell the truth, babe)
Sippin’ Yak all by myself (tell the truth, babe)
She from Texas, I can tell (tell the truth, babe, yeah)
Lead me to OCTANE, yeah
It’s all on the house, it’s all on your blouse
It’s all over your mouth right now
Donny ain’t here for now
Pre-rolls in my house, it’s guns in my couch
Don’t touch unless you wanna find out
Fort Bend, Texas, Katy, Texas, bae, I can’t make this up (tell the truth, babe)
Sippin’ Yak all by myself (tell the truth, babe)
She’s from Texas, I can tell (tell the truth, babe, yeah)
Since its release, “Solar Eclipse” has resonated with listeners for its authentic storytelling and the seamless chemistry between Drake and Don Toliver. Fans praise the track’s atmospheric production and its vivid lyrical nods to Texas culture, cementing its place as a standout moment on HABIBTI (FOMO).
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