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fukkit - nascar (remix) lyrics

[chorus: f-kkit & wifisfuneral]
b-tch i’m posted in the bath tub
riding round my city smoking good
like nascar, fast life
run and trace that little asian kush
she a bad b-tch, she mad like
they lookin’ at me mad like
they lookin’ at me mad like
try to tell they -ss like
b-tch i’m posted in the bath tub
riding round my city smoking good
like nascar, fast life
run and trace that little asian kush
she a bad b-tch, mad like
they lookin’ at me mad like
they lookin’ at me mad like
i try to tell they -ss like
b-tch i’m posted in the bath tub
riding round my city smoking good
like nascar, fast life
run and trace that little asian kush
she a bad b-tch, mad like
they lookin’ at me mad like
they lookin’ at me mad like
i try to tell they -ss like

[verse 1: f-kkit]
b-tch i’m posted smokin’ like broken engine
nothing like this christmas
never k!lled like kenshin
but i k!ll a n-gga if he ever forget to mention
about the way i speak i never lie so don’t ask questions
i’m too real, you the fishy type
i just bait and wait, you gon’ bite the hook
it’s a chess game n-gga slide like the rook
i reel in big fish and my salmon cooked
roll around [?] like i never gon’ geek
you stink deep your weed smell like [?] leaves
smoke strong like big [?]
i set the chest press
your b-tch slips on my d-ck and she gon’ push up
we gon’ work it out, she a actor now
roll my curtains up, before i run the set
smoke loud, n-gga what the f-ck you know about that?
with yo -ss, so when she gon’ bring that back?

[chorus: f-kkit, wifisfuneral & solomondagod]
b-tch i’m posted in the bath tub
riding round my city smoking good
like nascar, fast life
run and trace that little asian kush
she a bad b-tch, she mad like
they lookin’ at me mad like
they lookin’ at me mad like
try to tell they -ss like
b-tch i’m posted in the bath tub
riding round my city smoking good
like nascar, fast life
run and trace that little asian kush
she a bad b-tch, mad like
they lookin’ at me mad like
they lookin’ at me mad like
i try to tell they -ss like
b-tch i’m posted in the bath tub
riding round my city smoking good
like nascar, fast life
run and trace that little asian kush
she a bad b-tch, mad like
they lookin’ at me mad like
they lookin’ at me mad like
i try to tell they -ss like

[verse 2: solomondagod]
duckin’ and dodgin’ they lovin’ the ho
i’m just the type that be wanting the dough
shout out my n-ggas they k!lling sh-t
in minnesota whippin’ the deuce and the soda
fat booty b-tch in the mornin’
momma i love ya but sorry your son gon’ turn up
it’s the motive
maybe one day i’ll become who you wanted
yuh
pull up with the motherf-cking pump hard
n-gga wanna talk dumb
siding with three [?]
[?] but they smoking
i’ll probably f-ck one of them
riding with the motherf-cking thot b-tch
so just know it’s lit
hit up walgreens for ice teas and some [?]
messin’ with her friend, she gon’ let me poke
fb like a throwback [?]
for proper english she throwback me
n-gga like fit boy yeah don’t sack me
i’m in the paint boy yeah don’t shaq me
triple x in the p-ssy
x p-ssy
got a xx next in the p-ssy
n-gga netflix the p-ssy
left, left, gotta mess with the p-ssy, d-mn right
and i leave the p-ssy wet
checking the p-ssy
blastoise in the p-ssy, yeah right
bless, bless, bless, blessing the p-ssy
nothing less than finessing the p-ssy
god d-mn i’m the best in the p-ssy every night
posted smoking like train station
got that green ruby
you’s a simulation, yuh, aye

[verse 3: wifisfuneral]
motorola chirpin’ through my lines
you can hear me when i walk through
smelling like a fresh air xanny
sh-t boy, i should have told you
same n-ggas through the struggle
new n-ggas getting comfortable
i said i’ll run through your hood like we call of duty
got that choppa bustin’ if you feeling stupid
sippin’ tippin’ slow
i’m movin’ like a pro when i be switching lanes
candy paint be wet, drippin’ h-lla drippin’ with the wood
[?] said i’m post to smoking like a blue eye’s white dragon
brought the whole trap like a yu-gi-oh card
that b-tch a deck, right
flexing with your mother and your sister
fenty reunion undercovers
i got your auntie for the head like she had lice
got a b-tch to spar with my d-ck
uppercut the b-tch with my tip
got her tippin’ on my d-ck everynight
i smoke the fire higher
crystal diamonds right from sierra leone
from how the swisher twist just like a cherry twister
young and smokin’ death but yet i’m never dyin’
flexing with our new best n-gga, i ain’t lyin’
you a motherf-ckin’ peasant
i be movin’ like a shaman
claiming how your trap movin’ front door, we knockin’

[chorus: wifisfuneral & solomondagod]
b-tch i’m posted in the bath tub
riding round my city smoking good
like nascar, fast life
run and trace that little asian kush
she a bad b-tch, she mad like
they lookin’ at me mad like
they lookin’ at me mad like
i try to tell they -ss like
b-tch i’m posted in the bath tub
riding round my city smoking good
like nascar, fast life
run and trace that little asian kush
she a bad b-tch, she mad like
they lookin’ at me mad like
they lookin’ at me mad like
i try to tell they -ss like
b-tch i’m posted in the bath tub
riding round my city smoking good
like nascar, fast life
run and trace that little asian kush
she a bad b-tch, she mad like
they lookin’ at me mad like
they lookin’ at me mad like
i try to tell they -ss like

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