NASCAR

Taedaadon Goin' too fast, bitch, I feel like a NASCAR Girl right beside me, you know she a bad broad Hopped on the mic, got the drink in my cup Man, I hope I don't fall, see a opp take my mask off High off da zaulk man, I'm about to blast off Get this shit gone, I gah get this pack off Think that he runnin' up, he gettin' backed off I done fucked up my profit, I'm takin' these tags off Niggas be bitches, they just like the act hard Ain't gettin' this back, man, you know this a good rod Just give me some time, puttin whips in the garage Take a step on my field take a step in my backyard She gon' feel all my blick, she be screamin' like good God I be killin' these beasts every time Ima act up If the boys raid the house, then we gon' put the straps up he ain't doin' that shit, man, you know he gon' back up Get to the racks, I'm tryna see what that paper do Don't come around here if you don't need a thing or two These niggas be bluffin', I know I can name a few Shorty look good, I'm tryna see what that brain gon' do Show me a band nigga, show me a stack I'ma race to the paper, I ain't lookin' back I be rappin' on shit, spittin' pain on the track Man, act in the booth, be like Kobe and Shaq I know that they feelin' me Sparking my zaulk &, it's givin' me energy Feelin' like John , these niggas ain't seein' me Like that Shìt on my arm she come the BNB She doing me sloppy, I know that she eatin' me And I'm doin' her wrong, I don't know what she see in me I be mixin' these drugs, man, I know that shit killin' me If I see the money, then that's why I need to be Do this shit with a fucking ease Yeah, yeah, and she wanna feel my heater She see the Glock see it poking out the Beater I be feelin' like Mike, I just gotta beat her, uh Hopin' she don't think I can keep her Runnin' it up, I done fucked up my sneakers She comin' straight over, I know she ain't either I be hittin' home runs, I be feelin' like Jeter Goin' too fast, bitch, I feel like NASCAR Girl right beside me, you know she a bad broad Hopped on the mic, got the drink in my cup Man, I hope I don't fall, see how I take my mask off High off da zaulk, man, I'm about to blast off Get this shit gone, I gotta get this pack off Think that he runnin' up, he gettin' backed off I done fucked up my profit, I'm takin' these tags off