Trackhawk Lyrics

In the Trackhawk

Bullets stayin' quiet when they hit you

Know the lead soft

Police tried to pull me over had to cut the lights off

The rat he tried to get the statement knew he had the mic on

They tried to get me gone

Doubled up my money now I'm flexin' all these checks

Ya bitch she pull up on me cuz you still wear Nike Techs

The stairway up to Heaven is a spiral at it's best,

So I met up wit the Devil knew his fatass need me next

Force of evil round my neck

I done had the whole vision cuz I knew that I was blessed

The Devil on my shoulder cuz I know I'm feelin stressed

I pop that puss− puss− pussy in his face and not his chest

And every time they push up on me knew that they was next

Why the hell you even talking to me go and get a check

VV Diamonds on my wrist

Got me lookin' like a vet

Triple−Stitched no Vetements

You can call me President

All this money in my pocket knew it left a fucking dent

I feel like Sep yeah I'm so Rich

Running these plays Marshawn Lynch

In the Trackhawk

Bullets stayin' quiet when they hit you

Know the lead soft

Police tried to pull me over had to cut the lights off

The rat he tried to get the statement knew he had the mic on

They tried to get me gone

In the Trackhawk

Bullets stayin' quiet when they hit you

Know the lead soft

Police tried to pull me over had to cut the lights off

The rat he tried to get the statement knew he had the mic on

They tried to get me gone

The stairway up to Heaven is a spiral at it's best

So I met up wit the Devil knew his fatass need me next

Why the hell you even talking to me go and get a check

The Devil on my shoulder cuz I know I'm feelin stressed

I pop that puss− puss− pussy in his face and not his chest

And every time they push up on me knew that they was

The stairway up to Heaven is a spiral at it's best

So I met up wit the Devil knew his fatass need me next

Force of evil round my neck

I done had the whole vision cuz I knew that I was blessed

The Devil on my shoulder cuz I know I'm feelin stressed

I pop that puss− puss− pussy in his face and not his chest

And every time they push up on me knew that they was next

Why the hell you even talking to me go and get a check

VV Diamonds on my wrist

Got me lookin' like a vet

Triple−Stitched no Vetements

You can call me President

All this money in my pocket knew it left a fucking dent

I feel like Sep yeah I'm so Rich

Running these plays Marshawn Lynch

In the Trackhawk

Bullets stayin' quiet when they hit you

Know the lead soft

Police tried to pull me over had to cut the lights off

The rat he tried to get the statement knew he had the mic on

They tried to get me gone