NASCAR

Motorola chirping through my lines
You can hear me when I walk through
Smelling like a fresh air xanny
Shit boy, I should have told you
Same niggas through the struggle
New niggas getting comfortable
I said I'll run up your hood like we calling doobie
Got that choppa busting if you really stupid
Sipping tipping slow
I'm moving like a forward when I be switching lanes
[?] wet, dripping hella [?] through the rains
Said I'm post to smoking like a blue eye's white dragon
Brought the whole trap like a You-Gi-Oh card
That bitch a deck, right
Flexing with your mother and your sister
Fenty [?] under the cover
I got your auntie for the head like she had lice
Better pistol sparring with my dick
Uppercut the bitch with my tip
Got her tipping on my dick, 8-9
I smoke the fire higher crystal
Diamonds right from Sierra Leone
From how the Swisher twisting just like a cherry twister
Young and smoking death but yet I'm never dying
Flexing with our new best nigga, I ain't lying
You a motherfucking peasant
I be moving like a shaman
Claiming how your trap moving front door, we knocking

Bitch 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 bitch, mad like
They looking at me mad like
They looking at me mad like