Nascar Aloe, AKA Formula One Racing, sparkling water
(Fuckin' hot in here)
Bitch, I'm Nascar, who are you?
Ayy, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, ayy, yuh
I got the drip like I'm basement killer
When I'm with your bitch, I can change the weather
Her pussy so wet, need a damn umbrella
I'm Illuminati, no Rockafella
I put my cock in her Cinderella
Yeah, she got a man, but I fuck her better
That bitch is a slut, so they stay together
She wipe off my nut with his favorite sweater
Pussy boy want beef and smoke, we burn him up like charcoal
VVS, Fendi and my BB Simons sparkle
Assassinated shit, I'm finna get a damn barcode
I'm Agent 47 bitch, you will not see tomorrow
I don't want your bitch, I want the toes
She mine because I got a blunt to smoke
Said that man acting dysfunctional
Eat my dick up like a Lunchable
Bitch, I'm Nascar, who are you?
Sorry baby I'm untouchable
In the pit knock your teeth loose
I don't need no fucking stunt double
{Outro}
I'm pissed off, I'm pissed off
I'm pissed off, I'm pissed off
I'm pissed off, I'm pissed off
I'm pissed off, I'm pissed off
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