Amber Alert lyrics

[Intro: Nascar Aloe]
Ha ha, yes
Yes, I am Nascar, b*tch
I'm you, who are? I'm-- hey (I f*cking lost my line)
How that sh*t go again?

[Verse]
I ain't no snitch, I don't tattle
Snakes among you If you listen they rattle, uh
I shoot you down like a jackal
b*tch, I'm a devil, can't go in the chapel, uh
I smoke him down like tobacco
I mix the rick with the fantasy castle, uh
pus*y, you don't want to battle
Yo b*tch in here riding me like a saddle
Let, let two
Shooting him down and I gotta aim like--oh
Couple of thousand, you better pay me, uh
b*tches as loud as about a KD, uh
Shawty, a groupie, she wanna rape me, uh
I'm smoking my weed, no b*tch, I'm facing, uh
When I'm on the beat, I feel like Tay Keith, uh
b*tch, I am Nascar, but I'm not racing, uh
Yes sir, yes sir, I made a messer, messer
25 liners on my dresser (dresser)
Ay, I walk in, class in, I say f*ck yo lecture
Let this .40 bust him, R.I.P. professor, aye
I think I need me a succubus, b*tch
But I don't have a soul (don't have one, whoa)
My sh*t get so [?]
Suck on this di*k, it prolly show my cult
Shawty wanna eat me up
Early morning like some cheese in the bowl
She told me "Nascar, I love you."
I told her "b*tch, sorry. I don't."
[Verse: DJ DollaMenu]
You was a opp, now you obsolete
R.I.P., we'll let you rot in peace
Shawty a eater, so I cannot keep her
T.I.P, I'll let her thot in peace
I keep it greasy like Socrates
Say she wan' kick it like soccer team
Never mind, she got a man
n*gga, you still gon' hit? Probably
She eat the di*k like a cannibal, nickname her 'Hannibal'
Suck me like Danimals, stretching her manimals
She used to lick me, I rode like a boat
Now when I her she bust it open like can elope (Woo)
Off when they see me, I'm built like an animal
That's why I keep my passport at your attainable
These cops is brazy, hoes are my babies
And the president's f*cking up, too on the symbol
K in the case if I clean, I say "Wife is no"
I put the hex in your ex, like it's body cold
[?] said it's body flow
Giving my tracks and nobody ain't gotta know
Yeah, that mamacita spicy, just like jalapeno
Remember that di*k til it dough like a zomino
She say that she wanna live by my [?]
Cause I got my own, it feel like a [?]
[Outro]
Me, no, that's not yo [?]--tal (uh-huh)
Pull out, sold yo den--tal
Don't care bout yo wrist-(nope)-froze
I still floss with your re--nal
It's not yo [?] (ah, yeah)
Pull out, sold yo den--tal
Don't care bout yo wrist--froze
I still floss with your re--bro (b*tch!)

Yeah, that was fun... can--can we do it again?