Nascar Dashcar LUCKI

[Intro]
This a, drivin' really, uh, yeah
This a NASCAR? you drivin' really fast
This a, uh, yo, yo, ayy
Yo, yo, ayy
Yo, yo, ayy
Is this a NASCAR? You drivin' really fast
This a, uh, yo, yo, ayy
Yo, yo, ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
Is this a NASCAR? You drivin' really fast
She like bad boys, Diddy with the cash
I want clean lean, need it really bad
You rock one line, that's gon' be your ass

[Verse]
Think it's fund time, racin' to the cash
On my life, these niggas jealous and I love 'em, boy, it's sad
Thirty racks for acapellas, add the beat and do the math
I got hoes that want me sober and some want me for my cash
Drive real slow up in the Rover, but she really scared of cats
My homies crack 'cause I balance it with rap
Check my stature, I can't be with rats
Fear the rapture, I been actin' bad
Huh, I'm the one just for sake
Say "I love you" and it's pure, but I know you all for takes
Treat the 30s like a cure, it kick in, I'm really saved
She come back, it'll probably kill me
But I fucked her friend for safety, uh
Ayy, haha, ayy, yo
Fuck a foreign, I like muscle like my dad, ayy
Get through tourin', I just raced another bag, uh
Treat her foreign like a Chevy, I just ashed
Hmm, yo, ayy, uh