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Nascar Aloe

Violence

 

Violence

(álbum: Find Me - 2019)


Haha
Bitch I'm Nascar, who are you?
Aye!

Fist fuck, why you running from the shit bruh?
I'ma have to come and get ya
Delete, put the fucks on repeat
Hit his ass till it deplete
Three-way, pussy boy there is no escape
Say your grace, no three days
Jump in, boy I need a fucking punk bitch
Glock make them start krumping

Violence, oh yeah!
I swear I fucking love violence!
Violence, oh yeah!
I swear I fucking love violence!
Violence, oh yeah!
I swear I fucking love violence!
Violence, oh yeah!
I swear I fucking love violence!

Why the demons keep whisperin'?
Different day, different whip I'm in
Can't talk too much 'cus they listening
Boutta blow up nitro glycerin
He get too close, he get pistol whipped
Turn his eye color of licorice
He scared, now his drawers got some piss in it
His body get found by the fisherman
Tie you up, water board your ass, then I speed off
Shawty got a fat ass, I think I'll ride the beat off
Bitch riding dick like a cowgirl, yeehaw
Bitch I'm Nascar, you fuckers looking like Dions
Elephant in the room, tusks, Elon Musk
All your energy I will feed on
Ain't a damn thing such as love, reason
Why I fill these bitches with kisses and lead on

Easily, I'm the hardest motherfucking rapper in this frequency
The DMT everybody link for me and they got the nerve they think they gon' eat for free
Jesus please get these fucks away from me
Slaying now my pockets on obesity
K on me I might have to teach them things
C'est la vie, pull up, shoot, repeatedly

Fist fuck, why you running from the shit bruh?
I'ma have to come and get ya
Delete, put the fucks on repeat
Hit his ass till it deplete
Three-way, pussy boy there is no escape
Say your grace, no three days
Jump in, boy I need a fucking punk bitch
Glock make them start krumping

Violence, oh yeah!
I swear I fucking love violence!
Violence, oh yeah!
I swear I fucking love violence!
Violence, oh yeah!
I swear I fucking love violence!
Violence, oh yeah!
I swear I fucking love violence!

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