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Nascar Aloe - Violence | Скачать MP3 бесплатно
Violence

Violence

Nascar Aloe

Альбом: Find Me
Длительность: 1:56
Год: 2019
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Текст песни

Ha-ha
Bitch I'm NASCAR, who are you?
Ay, ah!

Fist fuck, why you running from the shit, bro'?
I'ma have to come and get you (yeah)
Delete, put the fucking song on repeat
Hit his ass 'til it deplete (yeah)
Three-way, pussy boy, there is no escape
Say your grace, no three days (yeah)
Jump in, boy, I need a fucking punk bitch
Glock make them start krumpin' (ah!)

Violence (oh, yeah!)
I swear, I fucking love violence (oh, yeah!)
Oh yeah, I swear, I fucking love violence (oh, yeah!)
Oh yeah, I swear, I fucking love violence (oh, yeah!)
Oh yeah, fuck, I swear, I fucking love violence (oh, yeah!)

Why did the demon keep whispering?
Different day, different whip I'm in
Can't talk too much 'cause, they listening
'Boutta blow up nitro glycerin
He get too close, he get pistol whipped
Turn his eye color of licorice
He scared, now, his drawers got some piss in it
His body get found by the fisherman (ah!)

Tie you up, water board your ass, then I speed off
Shawty got a fat ass, I think I'll ride the beat off
Bitch, riding dick, like a cowgirl, heehaw
Bitch, I'm NASCAR, you fuckers looking like Dions
Elephant in the room, tusks, Elon Musk
All your energy, I will feed on
Ain't a damn thing such as love, reason
Why I fill these bitches with kisses, and lead on, easily?

I'm the hardest motherfucking rapper in this frequency
The D.M.T., everybody link for me, and they got the nerve, they think they gon' eat for free
Jesus, please, get these fucks away from me
Slayin', now, my pockets on obesity
K on me, I might have to teach them things
C'est la vie, pull up, shoot repeatedly (yeah-yeah)
Fist fuck, why you running from the shit, bro'?
I'ma have to come and get you (yeah)

Delete, put the fucking song on repeat
Hit his ass 'til it deplete (yeah)
Three-way, pussy, boy, there is no escape
Say your grace, no three days (yeah)
Jump in, boy I need a fucking punk bitch
Glock make them start krumpin' (ah!)

Violence (oh, yeah!)
I swear, I fucking love violence (oh, yeah!)
Oh yeah, I swear, I fucking love violence (oh, yeah!)
Oh yeah, I swear, I fucking love violence (oh, yeah!)
Oh yeah, fuck, I swear, I fucking love