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nascar aloe - jigsaw lyrics

[intro: nascar aloe]
haha
b-tch, i’m nascar, who are you?

[chorus: nascar aloe]
can’t n-body rap like me or act like me
if he even try, i’m causin’ casualties
b-tch, i feel [?] ’cause this a tragedy
ran away from h-ll, the demons after me
b-tch, i bossed up, and now they envy me
f-cked the game up, b-tch, i’m the mvp
yeah, i heard yo’ song, it sounded incomplete
voices in my head, it’s different ent-ties

[post-chorus: nascar aloe]
but i’m ragin’, instead i’m pointing guns to my head
i’m a demon, i see red, i need to [?]
aloe [?] on your chest, you get laid just like [?]
b-tch, i want to [?], don’t give a f-ck ’bout bluejacks

[verse 1: nascar aloe]
b-tch, i’m a [?] i count the pesos
shootin’ ’em down like it was halo, uh-uh-uh
a few hundred rounds up in the draco
fingerin’ yo’ b-tch like play-doh, uh-uh-uh
cup full of mud, with this i may blow
and yo’ b-tch givin’ f-ll-t–, uh-uh-uh
some’ wrong with my brain, i don’t think that i’m stable
but my [?] give me appraisal, uh
[?] pistol, my d-ck hard, it’s liftoff
i’m unchained like django, i waltz in like christoph
b-tch, i am nascar, i’on need no pistol
f-ckboys wan’ play games, i turn into jigsaw

[post-chorus: nascar aloe]
but i’m ragin’, instead i’m pointing guns to my head
i’m a demon, i see red
i need to [?]
aloe [?] on your chest
you get laid just like [?]
b-tch, i want to [?]
don’t give a f-ck ’bout bluejacks

[verse 2: frit$god]
i don’t play with dumb sh-t, ’boutta pack-a-punch, b-tch
wake up with a goth b-tch, i don’t play with drumsticks
extendo clips, extendo hits
and that b-tch gon’ trick for sh-t, i’ma come in with the clique
on my hip, knock it off, ayy, b-tch, knock it off
ayy, sh-t, why [?], ayy, [?]
oh my god, turn a christian b-tch into a rockstar
i got plots, all this sh-t that none these n-gg-s be on

[verse 3: kb3ach]
i could turn a nun into a freak
put that xan up in her b-tt, now that b-tch be geeked
get that guap, get them bands every day of the week
p-ssy boy talkin’ sh-t, gonna see the bottom of my feet
b-tch, i’m out here in the streets, b-tch, i’m out here in the streets
i been off the porch since a n-gg- was sixteen
p-ssy n-gg- talkin’ sh-t, but see [?] do nothing
when my n-gg-s catch that boy, bet they gon’ do something

- nascar aloe lyrics

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