Sickboyrari - LAP 500 VICTORY lyrics

[Sickboyrari - LAP 500 VICTORY lyrics]

Uh, let me get a nickle bag
15 bucks, little man, put that shit
In my hand

Crash out of turn number four!
A multi car pile up
Aric Almirola, his car all turned up
That is Michael Waltrip
He will not win his first Daytona 500
David Gilliland's car is crashed
Almirola has gone straight to the
Garage with his number 43
Gililand stuck in the mud and Danica Patrick

Swerving in a Rari faster shorty see me now
Chilling in blue diamonds like the
Ocean make her drown
Speeding on a raceway, lap 100 riding 'round
Switching swerving lanes I'm pulling
Up no hopping out
Swerving in a Rari faster shorty see me now
Chilling in blue diamonds like the
Ocean make her drown
Speeding on a raceway, lap 100 riding 'round
Switching swerving lanes I'm pulling
Up no hopping out

Rari with some soldier rags
I feel like Juvenile
Icey icey fur up on me, see me shining now
Shining like I just stole from Glo
Gang can't shine me down
Shining with young Luckaleannn
I shoot 30 rounds
Flocking with them Gucci doves so
You can't hold me down
Speeding on a raceway, lap 100 riding 'round
I be skrt'ing in though and shorty wylin' out
Catch me swerving NASCAR on 28's
Like oh my wow

Swerving in a Rari faster shorty see me now
Chilling in blue diamonds like the
Ocean make her drown
Speeding on a raceway, lap 100 riding 'round
Switching swerving lanes I'm pulling
Up no hopping out
Swerving in a Rari faster shorty see me now
Chilling in blue diamonds like the
Ocean make her drown
Speeding on a raceway, lap 100 riding 'round
Switching swerving lanes I'm pulling
Up no hopping out

Call me gold mouth princess
Got no diamonds in my mouth
I be switching swerving lanes but
I'm not hopping out
Swerving in my NASCAR call me
Earnhardt of the South
Shoutout Rusty Wallace peeling corners
Skrt'ing down trapping out the Texaco
Pump eight I'm fueling up
Candy paint I'm smoking candy dank
Up in that dutch stick shift young Uzi Rari
Pray like "Mane hollup"
Hanging out the sunroof got no cars in my lot
Damn I think I'm Gleeshy smoking
On some dirty boof
Two flip phones on deck I'm
Mobile just like a bluetooth
Serving off of cheap wifi bandanna on my boo
Feel like Killa Cam
Wasn't robbing I was cute
I'm on lap 100, Louis rags on my car roof
Think I'm Silkk The Shocker soldier
Rags up on the coupe
Would have copped the Honda drop top
They ain't have no blue
Would have copped the Honda drop top
They ain't have no blue!

Man that was a lick
And Scott down right next
To and Kevin Harvick makes
Contact and, 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
Right and went up
The hill, got our pole sitter involved
Danica austin Dillion Danica Patrick Micheal
Waltrip, among those involved
Danica Patrick

Get to the nine outside yeah that's
Right you got out there
Head to the bottom, check up check up
Good job good job back it down
Back it down nice and steady

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