Elii - NASCAR

Bitch Im dancing with a paper cup
Feeling like Im earning all my bad luck
Alway running with the gangsters
Always chilling with the rastas
Fuck this shit is in a major par
Mix them bitches up like coleslaw
Shawty see me like an outlaw
Me and your boy we took it outdoors
Man I move drastic even if they don't stand it
Smoke the fumes & do magic
Stay true, yeah I never panic
On all those hungry MF's hope they brought a sandwich
Don't zone too close to the damage
I don't plan this shit its automatic
Stranger wouldn't understand it
Brain is far from this planet
Cause Im lifted
Im lifted, Im lifted
I lift it
Cause Im lifted
Im lifted, Im lifted
Im lifted
All that counting got a paper cut
& all that doubting never really stuck
Always running with gangsters
Always chilling with the rastas
Bad scars & a nasty car
Vroom vroom like a superstar
& if ya'll see me as the outlaw
Well then you really should get out more
But..
Don't zone too close to the damage
I don't plan this shit its automatic
Stranger wouldn't understand it
Brain is far from this planet
Don't zone too close to the damage
I don't plan this shit its automatic
Stranger wouldn't understand it
Lift the bar by all standards

Written by:
Abraham Maghnnezi

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