[intro] ha ha, ay, bitch im nascar, who are you?
Mwah, nah, nah nah nah, turn that shit off
Fuck that shit, fuck that shit, fuck it

[Chorus]
He think he hard because he got a facetat (You think you hard)
Hundred dollars say this choppa gon erase that (grra, grra)
Bitch I'm Nascar who are you I’m on the racetrack
I smoke cookie bitch you smokin on that haystack (lil bitch)
He think he hard because he got a facetat (You think you hard)
Hundred dollars say this choppa gon erase that [doot, doot, doot]
Bitch I'm Nascar who are you I'm on the racetrack [skrt, skrt]
I smoke cookie bitch you smokin on that haystack [ay]

[verse]
I’m the new Sid vicious (lil bitch)
Vegetarian he claimin that he wit it (think he hard)
All he beef shit, he actin like a chicken
He talk to bacon we leave him sleepin wit fishes (goodnight)
Ay, feel like Sid, where my Nancy? (where you at Nancy?)
Got me shooters in the cut Tom Clancy
Don't be a hero boy don't be a vigilante
This choppa gonna cook him up, Gordon Ramsay
Pussy boy i ain't no pansy
Undead on his head, bitch i feel like sandy
Dark red, bloodshed, and fucking understand me
Nascar, who you are, someone that i can't be
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