Lyrics Nascar Aloe – Genocide
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Do people still use BlackPeopleMeet? (Y’all already know what the fuck going on! Bitch, I’m Nascar, who are you?)
I wanna know, I wanna make an account
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Fiber optics, watch where you walkin’
Ain’t no option, so I’m stayin’ cautious
It ain’t stoppin’ till I’m in my fuckin’ grave
Fiber optics, watch where you walkin’
‘Cause they stalkin’, they heard what you talkin’
Ain’t no option, so I’m stayin’ cautious
It ain’t stoppin’ till I’m in my fuckin’ grave
I still fuck bitches off Christian Mingle
Could give a damn if she isn’t single
All bout my chips, ho, I’m Mr. Pringle
Wanting a choice is a dirty needle
I got a fetish of hurting people
I’ma be honest, we aren’t equal
Compare me to you, you the lesser evil
Paint the room red, I won’t need an easel
Pain in my fuckin’ brain, I think I need saviors
They keep sayin’ my name, I’ll pull up with lasers
Lames workin’ for the fame, I work for the paper
He don’t want no fuckin’ smoke, we turn him into vapor
I wanna mosh and shit
Fist-fuck, go and knock a bitch
Wrist cuts on my carcasses
Sick fuck, I’m a narcissist
Rich fuck, gonna off this kid
Big bucks with the offerings
On my soul ’cause I’m off the shit
Fuck foes, finna off this shit
Genocide (Yeah, fuck), genocide
Genocide (Yeah), genocide
Genocide (Fuck), genocide (Alright)
Genocide (Fuck), genocide (Yeah)
