LAP 500 VICTORY

Lyrics

[Intro: Teen 1 & Jay & NASCAR Commentary] Uh, lemme get a nickel bag Fifteen bucks, little man, put that shit in my hand [Crash out of turn number four A multicar pileup Aric Almirola, his car all torn up, that is Michael Waltrip He will not win his third Daytona 500, David Gilliland's car is crashed (Skr-skr-skr, Skr-skr-skr-skr-skrrt) Almirola has gone straight to the garage with his number 43 Gilliland stuck in the mud and Danica Patrick] (Brrrrr, ride around, ride around, I ride around) That- it looks like the 33 car (Ride around, ride around, I ride around) [Chorus] Swervin' in pink Rari 512, shorty, see me now Chillin' in blue diamond, like the ocean, make her drown Speedin' on a raceway, lap 500, ridin' 'round Switchin', swervin' lanes, I'm pullin' up, no hoppin' out Swervin' in pink Rari 512, shorty, see me now Chillin' in blue diamond, like the ocean, make her drown Speedin' on a raceway, lap 500, ridin' 'round Switchin', swervin' lanes, I'm pullin' up, no hoppin' out [Verse 1] 'Rari whips and soldier rags, I feel like Juvenile Icy, icy fur up on me, see me shinin' now Shinin' like I'm Justo from Glo Gang, can't shine me down Shinin' with young Luckaleannn at art show, 30 rounds Flockin' with them Gucci doves, so you can't hold me down Speedin' on a raceway, lap 500, ridin' 'round I be skrt'in', hittin' donuts, shorty, wildin' out Catch me swervin' NASCAR on two eights, like oh my, wow [Chorus] Swervin' in pink Rari 512, shorty, see me now Chillin' in blue diamond, like the ocean, make her drown Speedin' on a raceway, lap 500, ridin' 'round Switchin', swervin' lanes, I'm pullin' up, no hoppin' out Swervin' in pink Rari 512, shorty, see me now Chillin' in blue diamond, like the ocean, make her drown Speedin' on a raceway, lap 500, ridin' 'round Switchin', swervin' lanes, I'm pullin' up, no hoppin' out [Verse 2] Call me GOLDMOUF PRINCESS but no diamonds in my mouth I be switchin', swervin' lanes, but I'm not hoppin' out Swervin' in my NASCAR, call me Earnhardt of the South Shoutout Rusty Wallace, peelin' corners, skrt'ing out Trappin' at the Texico, pump eight, I'm fuelin' up Candy paint, I'm smokin' candy dank up in that Dutch Stick shift, young UZI, Rari Kray like, "Man, hold up" Hangin' out the sunroof, Donna Karan shades, my love Damn, I think I'm Gleechie, smokin' on some dirty boof Two flip phones on deck, I'm mobile just like that Bluetooth Swervin' off 4G Wi-Fi, bandana on my boot Feel like Killa Cam, man, words to mama, I was cute I'm on lap 500, Louis rags on my car roof Think I'm Silkk the Shocker, soldier rags up on a coupe Would've copped the Honda drop top, they ain't have no blue Would've copped the Honda drop top, they ain't have no blue [Outro: NASCAR Commentary & NASCAR Instructor] Man that was a lick Brian Scott down right next to and Kevin Harvick makes contact and the 4 with Scott, yep That's what shot the 33 up the hill, I knew something had to happen 'cause he, it just abruptly, the 33 abruptly turned to the right and went up the hill, we got our pole sitter involved Danica Austin Dillion, Danica Patrick, Michael Waltrip, among those involved Three wide, turning With Danica Patrick Get the 9 outside yeah that's all you got out there Head to the bottom, check up, check up, check Good job, good job, back it down, back it down nice and steady