
Fist Fight nascar aloe
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[Intro]
Shithead lookin' at me, dawg
(Ain't nobody tryna hear that shit)
(What you talkin' about, fuckboy?)
I don't know what the fuck you lookin' at
Smile for the camera, bitch (I wanna kill everybody)
That kid lookin' like a toilet, dawg
Man, I got multiple personalities
Hey, kids (Might pull up)
Spend the day on the toilet, you never know
I'm boutta crack one
Ayy (Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy)
[Chorus]
Yeah, I like to fistfight, yeah, I like to— (Fistfight)
Yeah, I like to fistfight, yeah, I like to— (Fistfight)
Yeah, I like to fistfight, yeah, I like to— (Fistfight)
Yeah, I like to fistfight, yeah, I like to— (Fistfight)
[Verse]
This is Rick, bitch, I don't rock no Dada
Check my temp', bitch, I'm hot like Nevada
Make her strip and I ain't talkin' Gaza
Claim you makin' waves, you got it from me
Drugs got me slow-mo T'ai chi
Too many bozos bite me
Cups full of O no-likely, spit out your Rolo, fight me
Fuck, missed the beat, mystery, turn that boy to history
Switchin' speed, tell me that you kiddin' me
You kittens sweet, I do you Human Centipede
You listening? I take your bitch and kiss her feet
Shockwave, electricity
No time for debate, we just spray with artillery
Cook lames like rotisserie (Awoo)
Shithead lookin' at me, dawg
(Ain't nobody tryna hear that shit)
(What you talkin' about, fuckboy?)
I don't know what the fuck you lookin' at
Smile for the camera, bitch (I wanna kill everybody)
That kid lookin' like a toilet, dawg
Man, I got multiple personalities
Hey, kids (Might pull up)
Spend the day on the toilet, you never know
I'm boutta crack one
Ayy (Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy)
[Chorus]
Yeah, I like to fistfight, yeah, I like to— (Fistfight)
Yeah, I like to fistfight, yeah, I like to— (Fistfight)
Yeah, I like to fistfight, yeah, I like to— (Fistfight)
Yeah, I like to fistfight, yeah, I like to— (Fistfight)
[Verse]
This is Rick, bitch, I don't rock no Dada
Check my temp', bitch, I'm hot like Nevada
Make her strip and I ain't talkin' Gaza
Claim you makin' waves, you got it from me
Drugs got me slow-mo T'ai chi
Too many bozos bite me
Cups full of O no-likely, spit out your Rolo, fight me
Fuck, missed the beat, mystery, turn that boy to history
Switchin' speed, tell me that you kiddin' me
You kittens sweet, I do you Human Centipede
You listening? I take your bitch and kiss her feet
Shockwave, electricity
No time for debate, we just spray with artillery
Cook lames like rotisserie (Awoo)
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