[Intro]
Bitch, I'm Nascar, who are you?
Haha (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
In New York, I did a show, ho, I'm cold like Minnesota (Damn, yeah, yeah)
Leave with broken bones when she sit down on the cobra (Alright)
Yeah, my eyes low, how did you know I was a smoker?
Fuck the 5-0, bitch, I'm never going sober (Never sober)
In New York, I did a show, ho, I'm cold like Minnesota
Leave with broken bones when she sit down on the cobra (Yeah, yeah, alright)
Yeah, my eyes low, how did you know I was a smoker? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
Fuck the 5-0, bitch, I'm never going sober
[Verse 1]
Bad lil' bih', want it from the back
Grim reap', blunt longer than a scythe
Margiela, didn't even see the price (Margiela)
Can't wife, she bendin' over for them dikes
Got a stiff Glock, aim it at your bottom lip (Doh-doh-doh)
Talkin' shit, make it blast, buddy, rocket ship (Doh-doh-doh-doh-doh)
Keep it movin' if I ain't gonna be profiting (Yeah, yeah)
My bitch Vogue, your ho IG, think she modelin'
Put myself in Helmut Lang, that's something slidey (Slidey)
Bad yellow bone, look like Aphrodite
Your bitch wear a wig, so I call her Miley (What? Bitch)
Ex-bitch hit my line, I said "I don't speak Chinese" (Ching-chong)
Run in that bitch and they starin'
I'll fuck your sister in front of your parents (Okay)
Vivienne West is all that I'm wearing, tryna be living in Paris, uh
Feel like Sid Vicious, she rub my dick, now I'm granting her wishes, uh
She lick on my dick and she said it's delicious
Run from that bitch like Olympics
Bitch, I'm Nascar, who are you?
Haha (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
In New York, I did a show, ho, I'm cold like Minnesota (Damn, yeah, yeah)
Leave with broken bones when she sit down on the cobra (Alright)
Yeah, my eyes low, how did you know I was a smoker?
Fuck the 5-0, bitch, I'm never going sober (Never sober)
In New York, I did a show, ho, I'm cold like Minnesota
Leave with broken bones when she sit down on the cobra (Yeah, yeah, alright)
Yeah, my eyes low, how did you know I was a smoker? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
Fuck the 5-0, bitch, I'm never going sober
[Verse 1]
Bad lil' bih', want it from the back
Grim reap', blunt longer than a scythe
Margiela, didn't even see the price (Margiela)
Can't wife, she bendin' over for them dikes
Got a stiff Glock, aim it at your bottom lip (Doh-doh-doh)
Talkin' shit, make it blast, buddy, rocket ship (Doh-doh-doh-doh-doh)
Keep it movin' if I ain't gonna be profiting (Yeah, yeah)
My bitch Vogue, your ho IG, think she modelin'
Put myself in Helmut Lang, that's something slidey (Slidey)
Bad yellow bone, look like Aphrodite
Your bitch wear a wig, so I call her Miley (What? Bitch)
Ex-bitch hit my line, I said "I don't speak Chinese" (Ching-chong)
Run in that bitch and they starin'
I'll fuck your sister in front of your parents (Okay)
Vivienne West is all that I'm wearing, tryna be living in Paris, uh
Feel like Sid Vicious, she rub my dick, now I'm granting her wishes, uh
She lick on my dick and she said it's delicious
Run from that bitch like Olympics
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