Nascar Superstar (feat. Matt Fuze) - Icy Narco

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Yuh, ayy
PLYBCK
Brrr, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
Uh, yeah
Woo, yeah
That shit made me feel
Like I was in Brazil, bitch
Turn up
Woo!
Yuh, yuh (pew)
Ayy, ayy (pew, woosh)
Uh

[Matt Fuze]
Yuh
I just had to hit it, smoke it strong
(I just had to hit it, smoke it strong)
If that's your bitch in a V-Lone thong (ayy, woo)
If I tell her that I love her, am I wrong?
(Am I motherfuckin' wrong)
Nascar Wraith, this coming two-tone
Yeah (yuh, yuh, yuh)

Nascar superstar (yuh)
Nascar superstar (woo)
Nascar superstar (yuh)
Nascar superstar
Swooped yo' bitch in super-cars
Nascar superstar (woo)
Nascar superstar
Nascar superstar
(Super motherfuckin' star)

[Icy Narco]
Yuh, yuh (uh)
Chill like
Hold on, hold on, hold on
I think I see Icy (ocean)
Icy Narco
I got more money than a fucking Wells Fargo (yuh)
I be moving cocaine
In a motherfucking Cargo (chyeah, chyeah)
I don't know you, you know me, bitch (what)
Diamonds on my neck, really make me sea-sick (drip)
I drop 10, 000 on my motherfuckin' fit (cash)
When I'm walking, bitch
I'm looking like a fuckin' lick (what)
Just flipped a fuckin' brick
Woah, huh
Stop at the money, I'm bumpin'
These hoes, they be callin', but the money talkin'
Just snap, and ya' walkin'
Watch out for the snakes, cause them bitches crawlin'
These diamonds so warm, and they flawless
Drippin' and whippin', I'm strap with revolvers
You wanna follow, just throttle (huh)
You wan't a problem, just start 'em (huh)
Imma' let the choppa sing (uh-huh, what, Icy)
Diamonds on me go "bling-bling" (what, what)
Sign a deal, ching-ching (huh, demon)
Blue laser make you scream (yuh)

Ayy, look
Codeine got me itching like the chicken pox
Southwest of the corner
That's the chicken spot (bow-bow-bow-bow)
When I walk, I turn and leave a blood spot
Better watch your mouth
They making doors flop (yeah, yeah, yeah)
He just flew in from [?] with the coco-co (bitch)
That's a brick, I could get it for the low-low (yuh)
Trap jumpin' with the stick like a pogo
And the Fiskar got them horses like a polo
Fuck her, take off on a bitch quick
[?] I'm drippin' and sippin'
The Quali hittin'
Fuckin' up with the vision (yuh, yuh, ayy)
Take up poles while she lookin' positioned
And she back to the lickin'
Say it's pressure, hit a switch off the tele
Yeah I love her, had to bust on her belly
Ayy
It's Young Fuze, hold up
It's a sniper on the roof, hit the zoom (pew-pew-pew)
Drop a bag at the booty club, boom, hol' up
Lil' bitch cushion up on her perfume, hol' up

Yuh
I just had to hit it, smoke it strong
(I just had to hit it, smoke it strong)
If that's your bitch in a V-Lone thong (ayy, woo)
If I tell her that I love her, am I wrong?
(Am I motherfuckin' wrong)
Nascar Wraith, this coming two-tone
Yeah (yuh, yuh, yuh)

Icy Narco - Nascar Superstar (feat. Matt Fuze)