nascar aloe - FREDDY KRUEGER FREESTYLE

Bitch, I'm Nascar, who are you?
Hey, yeah, haha (you already know what the fuck going on)
Ayy, whoa, ha, ayy, ha
I'm just playin' 'round, this a lil' freestyle or whatever (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, haha (Bitch, bitch, bitch)

Juxtapose (yeah), mental asylum, don't fuck with those
I fuck your bitch, then I suck her toes (,wah)
Her pussy bald just like Amber Rose (yeah)
Matter fact, it be bald like an eagle (yeah, woah)
When I'm in it, she sing just like C-note
Too much drip on me, fuck through the pee-hole (yeah, oh, woah)
Check my mind, homie, I got an ego
Guns on my body, bitch, I feel like a hobby 'cause I cannot deal with yo' ass (yo' ass)
I'm itchin' for homies 'cause I keep the Glocky inside my motherfuckin' tote bag (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm in the party, lookin' at yo shawty because I like the way she throw back (damn)
He looking sorry 'cause Nascar too gnarly, I told his bitch ass, "Take a Prozac" (damn)
I see demons in my sleep, that's why I do not sleep (yeah)
Bitch, I been starvin' for too long, so now it's time to eat (yeah)
I'm at the party, play my song and everybody geeked
Lil' bitch, I feel like Freddy Krueger, see you in your dreams (oh-woo)

Don't go to sleep, bitch, don't go to sleep (yeah)
Don't go to sleep, bitch, don't go to sleep (fuck, fuck)
Don't go to sleep, bitch, don't go to sleep (ayy, fuck)
Don't go to sleep, bitch, don't go to sleep (ayy, yeah)

Ah

Written by:
Colby Suoy

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