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Avant-garde, I be flexin' in Goyard
You say you hard, smoke you down like a 'gar
That's bizarre, see you on my boulevard
You Chris Brown, turn to sh*t, then stomp the yard

There's only one race: the human race
What about NASCAR?

On my feet is Ricks, (B*t*h!), hefty price, yuh
Anarchy my neck (Aye!), I'm dressed up like a biker
I might f**k that b*t*h, I never wife up
I went to sleep like this, I woke up piped up
On my feet is Ricks, hefty price, yuh
Anarchy my neck, I'm dressed up like a biker
I might f**k that b*t*h, I never wife up
I went to sleep like this, I woke up piped up

In you basket (Ricks), keep a ratchet (D**ks)
When I die, bury me wit' all my cash, b*t*h
Nascar on the track, so you know this a cla**ic (Alright!)
Keep a tool on me like Inspector Gadget (Rararara)
Avant-garde, I be flexin' in Goyard
You say you hard, smoke you down like a 'gar
That's bizarre, see you on my boulevard
You Chris Brown, turn to sh*t, then stomp the yard
Rockstar, b*t*h, that's in my repertoire
Livin' large, eatin' shrimp with caviar
B*t*h, I'm Nascar, I do not know who you are
I f**k that b*t*h one time, then tell her, "Au revoir"
My gang just rock out like Nirvana
Ain't safe, I think that 12 is on us
My dame look like she Pocahontas
Drag race, lil' b*t*h, that is the matra

On my feet is Ricks (B*t*h!), hefty price, yuh
Anarchy my neck (Aye!), I'm dressed up like a biker
I might f**k that b*t*h, I never wife up
I went to sleep like this, I woke up piped up
On my feet is Ricks, hefty price, yuh
Anarchy my neck, I'm dressed up like a biker
I might f**k that b*t*h, I never wife up
I went to sleep like this (B*t*h I'm nascar who are you?), I woke up piped up

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