Nascar Dashcar

This a, drivin' really, uh, yeah

This a NASCAR, you drivin' really fast

This a, uh, yo, yo, ayy

Yo, yo, ayy

Yo, yo, ayy

Is this a NASCAR? You drivin' really fast

This a, uh, yo, yo, ayy

Yo, yo, ayy, ayy

Is this a NASCAR? You drivin' really fast

She like bad boys, Diddy with the cash

I want clean lean, need it really bad

You rock one line, that's gon' be your ass

Think it's fund time, racin' to the cash

On my life, these **** jealous and I love 'em, boy, it's sad

30 racks for acapellas, add the beat and do the math

I got hoes that want me sober and some want me for my cash

Drive real slow up in the Rover, but she really scared of cats

My homies crack 'cause I balance it with rap

Check my stature, I can't be with rats

Fear the rapture, I been actin' bad

Huh, I'm the one just for sake

Say I love you, and it's pure, but I know you all for takes

Treat the 30s like a cure, it kick in, I'm really saved

She come back, it'll probably kill me

But I fucked her friend for safety, uh

Ayy, haha, ayy, yo, ayy

Fuck a foreign, I like muscle like my dad, ayy

Get through tourin', I just raced another bag, uh

Treat her foreign like a Chevy, I just ashed

Hmm, yo, ayy, uh

Is this a NASCAR? You drivin' really fast

She like bad boys, Diddy with the cash

I want clean lean, need it really bad

Hmm

Okay