Trackhawk

Lyrics

[Verse] Trackhawk fast, I'm mashing in it You and your friends getting nasty wit' it Walk in the room, seeing ass and titties 3 second ends, I'm smashing in it I had to boot up, to turn up on everything, wait 'til they see what I do with the truck Hop off the plane and I'm high as a bitch, it's just me and the gang and they walk with as gun He twisted off percs but, I hope he don't run Got sights on the side and a light in the front One hell of a closet, I can't be a bum This Track' got a line so, I'm lifting it up Styrofoam cup and it's filled up with mud She a good lil bitch, Double C on her butt Okay, then I fucked that up Can't sleep if I don't bring my gun She pointing it out and I buy what she want I live what I rap, I ain't talking for fun S-Class heated up, sitting out front No SB, I'ma buy her a donk' Candypaint come in strains, we smoking skunk I'm on the interstate, the 101 She want my dick 'cause she heard I'm the one Can't play wit' these pussies, I'm keeping a brrr Can't play wit' these pussies, I'm keeping a gun I ain't even speak and she turning me up She ain't the heat but, she burning me up I ain't Thanksgiving, she eating me up Off this X pill and it's beating me up Got 20/20 and you ain't seeing me, yeah The Track' a 2022 and it's up Put the percocet inside my drink and I'm stuck Shawty a ten, she not average wit' it Lied to my gang 'cause I had these bitches I'm in this Track' doing madness wit' it In school, I was fucking the fastest bitches I do what I want with the baddest bitches Margiela'd her life, she went past these bitches Walk out wit' bags 'cause we having shit If shit went left, I wouldn't ask the bitch Grabbing the damn fye out the truck Filling my LV wit' bucks I'm flying them out for them butts And I'm grabbing the stick Thought about entering the draft, they taking me number-one pick Trackhawk brazy, doing madness Pass the lil pussy like Madden Ricks hitting hard like math Everything exotic 'bout the bitch I'm having I was in the field every day like practice We was outside when they was inside, having How he gon' rob me, that shit can't happen I ain't no doc' but, I'm whipping out plastic Pussy on ten, let the whole gang crack it Yeah, that pussy so high, she a dragon Made a hundred racks off rapping Whip a million out, cash, she like "How that happen?" Lift another bitch up, be like "How that happen?" Her inside fried but, the outside passion She got a widebody kit, bet' not get that fractured She sucking my dick, shawty do it with a passion, ugh Off-White Timb's, finna stomp 'em out Stomp on they ground, what they talking 'bout? Spinning the bend wit' a hundred rounds I smashed your lil bitch, call me honey now I don't want the M, I want hundreds now You don't understand, let me dumb it down Yeah, ugh I want a 'Rari, I don't need sorry's I want the zip, you want some Barti's I want your friends, you want a Mari' I want a bitch, huh, huh, huh* off my Carti's Up 50 pointers, I ain't James Harden I'm up on that bread and they starving The car start grilling when it started The bro in that Lamb, I'm Carter I'm drifting this bitch like Garvey My bankroll is fatter than Kirby I'm painting it blue on the carpet She swallow my dick and she gargling She ask do I know her, I say hardly