NASCAR ANGELS

Lyrics

[Intro: HI-CHU] Yeah, yeah Yeah [Chorus: HI-CHU] I been in my zone Shawty say she like the way I wear my clothes Nigga I don't want to hear your fucking songs Seraph of the end how a nigga lose control I been in my zone Shawty say she like the way I wear my clothes Nigga I don't want to hear your fucking songs Seraph of the end how a nigga lose control Ah, ah, ah [Bridge] (Do you know how much I've sacrificed?) [Chorus: HI-CHU] I been in my zone Shawty say she like the way I wear my clothes Nigga I don't want to hear your fucking songs Seraph of the end how a nigga lose control I been in my zone Shawty say she like the way I wеar my clothes Nigga I don't want to hear your fucking songs Seraph of thе end how a nigga lose control Ah, ah, ah [Verse: Sunshine Christo] My nigga caught four kills in the field You ain't ever shoot a gun, so let's just be real No diver but I got that steel Good artists borrow, but the great ones steal Shawty see blood stains all on my pants If she knew what I did she wouldn't hold my hand I look like a normal person when you take a glance Speed off like NASCAR, like I'm Bill France I can jug the plug, I can hit a hundred licks I could rob everybody in the fucking pits Gotta teach myself how I can reform I ain't going to jail in that ugly uniform My nigga caught four kills in the field You ain't ever shoot a gun, so let's just be real No diver but I got that steel Good artists borrow, but the great ones steal Shawty see the blood stains all on my pants If she knew what I did she wouldn't hold my hand I look like a normal person when you take a glance Speed off like NASCAR, like I'm Bill France I can jug the plug, I can hit a hundred licks I could rob everyone in the fucking pit Gotta teach myself how I can reform I ain't going to jail in that ugly uniform The FBI listens to all my songs They got my phone but I don't like to talk I gotta lay low, I gotta watch where I walk I'm underground but my body hasn't rot [Outro: Sunshine Christo] My nigga caught four kills in the field You ain't ever shoot a gun, so let's just be real No diver but I got that steel Good artists borrow, but the great ones steal Shawty see blood stains all on my pants If she knew what I did she wouldn't hold my hand I look like a normal person when you take a glance Speed off like NASCAR, like I'm Bill France