Racetrac (Final)

Lyrics

No MetroPCS (luxurious living) Make it chirp, no metropcs Whos mobile jus sent me a text Slide on me serving partypacks Partypack at the racetrack At the racetrack, at the racetrack, at the (whoo) Hit me up at the racetrack I was standing at the racetrack At the racetrack (posted) I'm at the racetrack (posted) (what) im at the racetrack Do the dash and then crash like a (?) (crash) Bad b came to the nizz ima emo not a rapper But i took her to write shit I got bags full of plastic Move slow like a spastic Ride the shortbus to the tram Jus turn my swag on and im hopping out the water Watch me drip then double dash Goin stupid on ur ass I kno division not no maths Only bussin on the gram Post location drop that in to the gym I dont know my times table Im not stable Big tweak like texas Im at the racetrack doing (uh) doing (whoo) nigga shit Big cup, big cup, big jus to fill me up Big cup, big cup, big jus to fill me up 32 ounces at the racetrack Take a quick trip down to the racetrack But dont call me freddies blunts No ID like im in london So many niggas wanna lie But i put 8 into mine I got shot from columbine Needs some beans on my line Make it chirp, no metropcs Whos mobile jus sent me a text Slide on me serving partypacks Partypack at the racetrack At the racetrack, at the racetrack, at the (whoo) Hit me up at the racetrack I was standing at the racetrack At the racetrack I'm at the racetrack (where am i) im at the racetrack