NASCAR
Krishi
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Not a joke don't be playing with me Around me they working I pay them to be Balance is good I stay on my feet I'm my own boss you can say that I'm free She love how I shine on the street These diamonds they cost me I never been cheap People that hate show love to this heat Carnivore I got no problem with beef I'm making this money I worked to choosy Pay for my show but I don't mean a movie Know I'm a player but you don't want to lose me Just passed high school now going for my degree Yeah Cause of my team you get no wins lately Maybe you just been too shady Lazy do no work you cannot fade me Crazy high way go one eighty Every girl in my city wanna show love Coronavirus got me pulling up with Gucci gloves People haven't been loyal say that without a bluff They can't stop playing it's just never enough NASCAR when I'm on the road Bad scars, I been in the cold Come back hard, I'm in control Black card, I'm in a mode Wild and free can't tame us If my boy get caught he won't name us Suddenly they wanna claim us They just mad because they ain't us I'm Speeding right by you and you probably miss me Honestly it's all of the profit that gets me Spin on haters I did a three sixty Cars are clean and the money is crispy I got the sauce you wanted a taste Making these deals money fill up the case Holding some danger that sit on my waist The banger get loud and it's making some bass End of discussion, I don't even trust em All of this money that I'm touching Can't tell me nothing, already see I'm crushing Pockets so fat that they busting NASCAR when I'm on the road Bad scars, I been in the cold Come back hard, I'm in control Black card, I'm in a mode Wild and free can't tame us If my boy get caught he won't name us Suddenly they wanna claim us They just mad because they ain't us You would think its a bakery my Pockets all cake-ie Your pockets are hurting I know they so achy I don't crack I don't shatter cause they'll never break me Strap with the kick back it's a rock'a baby Rip up the lane cause I'm going so fast You mad as bitch but I know it won't last It looks like a strip club I'm throwing up cash Cooking, I really get the dough and I dash Police pull up to my window, Pointing the flash I say bye bitch hit The gas then I vanish Met a new shawty she speak that Spanish mamacita lemme take you Out it gon be lavish Gotta keep it up, with the status, Bentley and Maybach wrist got the Pavek No you'll never ever catch the Homies cappin say something wrong And you gon catch them strapping NASCAR when I'm on the road Bad scars, I been in the cold Come back hard, I'm in control Black card, I'm in a mode Wild and free can't tame us If my boy get caught he won't name us Suddenly they wanna claim us They just mad because they ain't us
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