Don Toliver, Doja Cat Rev Up ‘F1 the Movie' Soundtrack With ‘Lose My Mind'
With this new Don Toliver-Doja Cat joint, F1 might be gearing up for what might be the film soundtrack of the year. On Thursday, the Brad Pitt-starring film released a sultry, race car dream sequence video for the single 'Lose My Mind' off of F1 the Album.
The Christian Breslauer-directed video opens with a close-up of one of the Formula One vehicles with Toliver singing inside of it. The film then transforms into an X-ray version of the car as he delivers the high-energy, electronic track's lyrics. 'In my world, in my mind, always runnin' out of time/In my love, in my heart, you're the only kryptonite,' sings Toliver atop a pedestal made up of driver helmets.
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The video then switches to a futuristic clip of Doja being created by a pair of robots as an automobile-ified half-human. She then hangs nude in a pool of car oil while swinging atop an engine. (Her stunning looks were made by Mugler.)
'You saw me at rock bottom, you wanted a new winner/I paved the way for 'em/Take the pain, doubled it, put it in wave form,' raps Doja on her verse. 'Safe to say trouble ain't what you was made for/Keepin' the rang on/I told 'em all game on the minute I came on.'
The new song will be featured on F1 the Album, the companion LP to the Joseph Kosinski-directed F1 the Movie, which stars Pitt alongside Kerry Condon, Damson Idris, Javier Bardem, and Lewis Hamilton.
Ryan Tedder produced the Atlantic Records-led album, which also features a theme song composed by Hans Zimmer. The album, which will likely feature a star-studded lineup of musicians, is set to drop on June 27 with the film. F1 the Album is being produced by the same folks behind the soundtracks for Twisters, Suicide Squad, and Barbie.
'Lose My Mind' follows Toliver's collaboration with Speedy, J-Hope, and Pharrell on 'LV Bag,' while Doja joined Jack Harlow on 'Just Us' and Raye and Lisa on 'Born Again' earlier this year. (She's also been teasing a new album.)
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