Track Track

Gang, niggas ain't getting sane no more, wipe em down

You know the place around, I'm fresh from out of town

Put on boomy, I had barclays, my type of crown

I'm on bullshit today, black tech, night and down

Fuck a coming in, I'm goin' track, track

Fuck a coming in, I'm goin' track, track

Matte Black, follow me, scratch that

Nothing bigger than a program, bitch and that's that

Escalate him, try to bully, I got too much issues

Said it's molly, that shit meth, cause it got too much crystals

Probably thought that we was licensed, we got too much pistols

If he don't die next time he try to stand, he'll do a cripple

Cody Cowboy, I been tryna lay up off the drink

I fuck bitches, different races, that shit all be pink

All this water on me drippin' like I brought the sink

Leveled up and bought these Cubans, now it's hard to link

Fuck a coming in, I'm goin' track track

Matte Black, Gucci knapsack to hold these rack racks

Put a bag on this fitted for all that rap caps

10,000 For the pint of Wok, we yellin' bring that act back

Snacks

Niggas ain't gettin' sane, I'm gon' wipe em' down

You know the place around, I'm fresh from outta town

Put on Boomi, I had Barclay, it's my type of crown

I'm on bullshit today, black tech, night and down

Fuck a coming in I goin track track

Fuck a coming in

I goin track track

Matte Black follow me scratch that

Nothin bigger than a program bitch, and that's that

Mad at me, they want the crown

Got they hoes goin' up and down

This bitch want Chanel, she gotta wait

Cause bro, them want some power

Like, open my buzz and walk it out

Heavy metal, we rockin' out

I'm who them hoes talk about

If I bleed, my bleeders poppin' out

IG baddies touch they toes

T-F hoes, I took they soul

Girl, man, mad, I took they goals

In the trench worth more than gold

Rappin', they said I'm goin' blow

Trap is still tryna get that dope

Turn the family up for sure

Bro, the mom's still takin' souls

Fuck the lamb, I need that all black scat pack

Till we rich, can't sleep, we takin' cat naps

Fat racks with VVs, can you match that?

I ain't tryna kick if it ain't about cash, bitch and that's that

Niggas ain't gettin' sane no more, wipe them down

You know the place around, I'm fresh from outta town

Put on boomie, I had barclay, my type of crown

I'm on bullshit today, black tech, 90 down

Fuck a coming in and I'm goin' track, track

Fuck a coming in and I'm goin' track, track

Matte Black, fuck a bitch, scratch that

Nothin' bigger than a program, bitch and that's that

Call up high-ride, I need some wild card

Ask if I'm real-my sniper for real, I'm a top shark

I got shit in London, they just like my English

I got shit in diamond, whatever for you they singin'

I been booked at me the other day, my phone been ringin'

I done turned a good girl to a fuckin' demon

I like bitches choking on this dick till they ain't breathing

Summertime, come line up your duty, since that's season