Track Season (Pt 2) Lyrics

Lil' baby wanna fuck the island

Lil' baby wanna fuck the island

It's track season part two

Stupid

Too much money to be made

I cannot focus on them

Lil' baby wanna fuck the island

Cause she know we stayin' trimmed

I'm in New York while my youngest wildin

Knockin' off his brim

Moncleazy but it's track season

I ain't rockin' no Timbs

I'm still movin' Leslie while my shooters aim above the rim

I'm outside, I might just go and kick the bitch

I'm up in Nevada on my feet

Yeah, you know it's Ricks

I don't rock MTM

Can't have too much motion

Still inside that trap with a stick

Yeah, I'm heem

And lil' baby, that is him

Chop came with a lens

I'm tryin' to bury all of his kin

And lil' mama in here

Steady invitin' all her friends

Im at the jury and I told em

It's a party for like six

I was puttin' her to win

But I keep committin' these sins

Her pussy was a eight

But her head was a ten

Her pussy was a eight

But her head was a ten

I just called up, lil' bro, nem

Say we finna spin again

Too much money to be made

I cannot focus on them

Lil' baby wanna fuck the island

Cause she know we stayin' trimmed

I'm in New York while my youngest wildin

Knockin' off his brim

Moncleazy but it's track season

I ain't rockin' no Timbs

Still bent

You gotta talk to these niggas greasy, boy

Stupid

These niggas be cupcake shorty

Stupid

They stay goosin

Stupid

No nose needed

Stupid

I got a blade walker

And I got a day stalker

Page me on my flip, what you need

I got eight off em

Niggas keep on talkin

Ight cool, we gon' Aldoph em

Niggas wanna talk about that shit

We gon' aldoph em

I just caught up, lil' bro, nymph

I'm in New York while my youngest wildin

Knockin' off his brim

Moncleazy but it's track season

I ain't rockin' no Timbs

Stupid

Moncleazy but it's track season

I ain't rockin' no Timbs

Stupid

Stupid

Nah, stupid

Lil' baby wanna fuck the island

Lil' baby wanna fuck the island

Lil' baby wanna fuck the island

Man