Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Justina Valentine
Justina Valentine
Vocals
Traetwothree
Traetwothree
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justina Valentine
Justina Valentine
Songwriter
Brian Davis
Brian Davis
Songwriter
William Cernegia Collins
William Cernegia Collins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael "Infinite" Denton
Michael "Infinite" Denton
Mastering Engineer
Tripz
Tripz
Mixing Engineer
Retro 1
Retro 1
Producer
RETRO1
RETRO1
Producer

Lyrics

Nascar, it go vroom vroom
Drop my top, hit the gas, it go vroom vroom (Ay)
Don't gotta hop out for you to notice me, no (Ay)
I already know you notice me (Damn right)
Nascar, it go vroom vroom
Drop my top, hit the gas, it go vroom vroom (Ay)
Don't gotta hop out for you to notice me, no (Ay)
I already know you notice me (Damn right)
Foreign whip tinted up (Up)
Pull the windows down so you see me, I know you wanna be me
I just pulled off in that drop top, make your heart stop
Bad bitch in the passenger she give me top, top
I spent a hundred on this shit and it go skrt skrt, baby
Trying to get one of these you gotta work work, baby
That's my bad I'm burning rubber in the street
Doing the dash, doing donuts look at me (Yeah, yeah)
Nascar, it go vroom vroom
Drop my top, hit the gas, it go vroom vroom (Okay)
Don't gotta hop out for you to notice me, no (Right)
I already know you notice me
Nascar, it go vroom vroom (Vroom)
Drop my top, hit the gas, it go vroom vroom (Yeah)
Don't gotta hop out for you to notice me, no (True)
I already know you notice me
Pull up like vroom vroom
We bout to zoom zoom
Come through, baddest bitch in the room room
With some good pum pum
I know he notice me
Hopefully our paths cross like a rosary
What you wanna do baby, we can get it there
Pull up in the red Lamb just to match the red hair
And that's on Mary had a
Ain't no bitches badder
He wanna bring me home? Swing batter batter
I told him slide in, I like my dude dirty
This state of mind keep him in a new jersey
Hit the Meadowlands now we at the racetrack
I'm looking like a snack, go and taste that
And I don't wanna go tit for tat hit the gas
I got him dancing like a Diddy track, bitches cap
I let em play with it but then they gotta give it back
Gimme that, if you not first then you fucking last
Nascar, it go vroom vroom
Drop my top, hit the gas, it go vroom vroom (Ay)
Don't gotta hop out for you to notice me, no (Ay)
I already know you notice me (Damn right)
Nascar, it go vroom vroom
Drop my top, hit the gas, it go vroom vroom (Ay)
Don't gotta hop out for you to notice me, no (Ay)
I already know you notice me (Damn right)
Written by: Brian Davis, Justina Valentine, William Cernegia Collins
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