Nascar (Explicit) - Roddy Ricch

Lyrics by：Joshua Howard Luellen/Richie Souf/Rodrick Moore

Oyeeee

I just told Richie we rich

Lately I've been speedin' in a Naskar

Sippin' the dirty Fanta I might crash off

Throw these hunnids made lil' shawty wipe the racks off

Brought the 20 20 out that's why he mad dawg

I been passin' on these n***as like I'm Brett Favre

Feel like Future I'm about to take my mask off

Got a bad b***h with me we pulled off in the Nascar

Livin' fast on these n***as like a Naskar

21 Savage I just s**tted on my ex b***h

Had a threesome with her best friend watchin' Netflix

These n***as mad 'cause the Rollie on froze

The whole time she been plottin' on the low

Young n***a I was down bad came from these trenches

N***a got a million dollars made it rain on these b***hes

When the feds did a sweep I lost hope

Remember my uncle in the kitchen whippin' d**e

Ayy had to go and get it I'm wrappin' up

Them bales now

Ricch is in the city I'm hoppin' off the Lear now

Traphouse boomin' I went up on the sale now

VVS got the water I'm swimmin' like a whale now

V12 n***as we was livin' too fast

N***as pushin' work we was skippin' through class

She can't even see me I'm like Flash on these b***hes

Hoppin' in the Masi' do the dash on these b***hes yeah yeah

Lately I've been speedin' in a Naskar

Sippin' the dirty Fanta I might crash off

Throw these hunnids made lil' shawty wipe the racks off

Brought the 20 20 out that's why he mad dawg

I been passin' on these n***as like I'm Brett Favre

Feel like Future I'm about to take my mask off

Got a bad b***h with me we pulled off in the Nascar

Livin' fast on these n***as like a Naskar

I was at Crazy Girls I had to throw my racks yeah

I had the section poppin' since you wanna pop it yeah

Once I get it started I can't even stop it yeah

All these stripper b***hes fillin' up their stockings yeah

I had a stripper's thick body in the big body

Had two friends followin' me in the Maserati

Can't let you cuff that b***h that's on my dead body

I can bet you 10 bands she gave me head prolly

I was at Houston's eatin' that filet mignon

B***h I done ran these racks up out the bando

On my own

I was in the streets so that's what I stand for

I can pull strings like I'm playin' banjo

You can keep on hittin' switches I'll be in the Lambo

I'ma paint her face in the 'Rari like Van Gogh

I done hit it from the back now she sing soprano ayy

Hop in my two-seater with me out my Range Rove'

Lately I've been speedin' in a Naskar

Sippin' the dirty Fanta I might crash off

Throw these hunnids made lil' shawty wipe the racks off

Brought the 20 20 out that's why he mad dawg

I been passin' on these n***as like I'm Brett Favre

Feel like Future I'm about to take my mask off

Got a bad b***h with me we pulled off in the Naskar

Livin' fast on these n***as like a Naskar

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