[Intro: Nascar Aloe]
Ha ha, yes
Yes, I am Nascar, bitch
I'm you, who are? I'm-- hey (I fucking lost my line)
How that shit go again?
[Verse]
I ain't no snitch, I don't tattle
Snakes among you If you listen they rattle, uh
I shoot you down like a jackal
Bitch, I'm a devil, can't go in the chapel, uh
I smoke him down like tobacco
I mix the rick with the fantasy castle, uh
Pussy, you don't want to battle
Yo bitch in here riding me like a saddle
Let, let two
Shooting him down and I gotta aim like--oh
Couple of thousand, you better pay me, uh
Bitches as loud as about a KD, uh
Shawty, a groupie, she wanna rape me, uh
I'm smoking my weed, no bitch, I'm facing, uh
When I'm on the beat, I feel like Tay Keith, uh
Bitch, I am Nascar, but I'm not racing, uh
Yes sir, yes sir, I made a messer, messer
25 liners on my dresser (dresser)
Ay, I walk in, class in, I say fuck yo lecture
Let this .40 bust him, R.I.P. professor, aye
I think I need me a succubus, bitch
But I don't have a soul (don't have one, whoa)
My shit get so [?]
Suck on this dick, it prolly show my cult
Shawty wanna eat me up
Early morning like some cheese in the bowl
She told me "Nascar, I love you."
I told her "Bitch, sorry. I don't."
Ha ha, yes
Yes, I am Nascar, bitch
I'm you, who are? I'm-- hey (I fucking lost my line)
How that shit go again?
[Verse]
I ain't no snitch, I don't tattle
Snakes among you If you listen they rattle, uh
I shoot you down like a jackal
Bitch, I'm a devil, can't go in the chapel, uh
I smoke him down like tobacco
I mix the rick with the fantasy castle, uh
Pussy, you don't want to battle
Yo bitch in here riding me like a saddle
Let, let two
Shooting him down and I gotta aim like--oh
Couple of thousand, you better pay me, uh
Bitches as loud as about a KD, uh
Shawty, a groupie, she wanna rape me, uh
I'm smoking my weed, no bitch, I'm facing, uh
When I'm on the beat, I feel like Tay Keith, uh
Bitch, I am Nascar, but I'm not racing, uh
Yes sir, yes sir, I made a messer, messer
25 liners on my dresser (dresser)
Ay, I walk in, class in, I say fuck yo lecture
Let this .40 bust him, R.I.P. professor, aye
I think I need me a succubus, bitch
But I don't have a soul (don't have one, whoa)
My shit get so [?]
Suck on this dick, it prolly show my cult
Shawty wanna eat me up
Early morning like some cheese in the bowl
She told me "Nascar, I love you."
I told her "Bitch, sorry. I don't."
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