Fw the Trackstar Lyrics

Is it just our bodies? Are we both losing our minds

Is the only reason you're holding me tonight? Cause we're scared to be lonely

Do we need somebody? Just to feel like we're alright

Is the only reason you're holding me tonight? Cause we're scared to be lonely

Ayy, when she run, she's like a track star, ayy

Roll like a track star, ayy

The bitch gon' fly like a crack star, ayy

Bitch gon' throw her panties out, it's all black and a pastel, ayy

Late night show with the gang, ayy

Late night, mission with the gang, ayy

We gon' slide on them opps, ayy

I got from the back, ayy

Drop from the back, ayy

Bitch gon' drop from the back, ayy

She gon' throw them ass shots

All across this damn crib, ayy

She gon' throw them ass shots

All across that damn section, ayy

I'ma see your bitch and set you up, huh, huh

I'ma send my bitch to kill you, uh, uh, uh, uh

Why we far away from this lame nigga, ayy

Why you far away from the pastures, ayy

From the pastures and the keep to the side

And the drake and the pack on the bank

Late at night, smoking weed, smoking packs

Smoking op packs and fame packs, ayy

Why you trippin' bout that, ayy

Why you gangin' bout that, ayy

You want me to back it and reach it

I'm merely the chop of the bitch

And I reckon it's stickin' out

Backin' it, reachin

I got it, I'm reachin

I got it, I'm reachin

I got a big ol' straight, ayy

Big ol' Drake

Gon' hit everybody in the section, ayy

Got a big ol' six

Got a big ass

And I'm gon' diss for people, ayy

Ayy

She said she wanted to love a track star

So I told her, go ahead and fuck a track star, ayy

Track star love, ayy

Backstar love, ayy

Lame nigga, oh my God, ayy

Lame nigga in my DMs

Sayin' why I fuck his bitch, ayy

You know exactly why I fucked your bitch

Cause you know that she was lookin' at me, ayy

She was lookin' at me with a straight face

So she knew that she was gonna be horny, ayy

She was lookin' at me with a straight face

You know she was tryna get fucky, ayy

She wanted to fuck up the spot

So I said, hey, let's just go, ayy

We gon' make some money

Shopping, ayy

We gon' got in the bitch, ayy

Shopping in the backs of the racks, ayy

With a guy got a bitch and a cash star, ayy

Cash star, ayy

Ayy, pass star, ayy

Pass your slay, ayy

Pass your shit on that pop, ayy

Why get a rat

Why he hatin' on me, ayy

Why these lame niggas hatin' on me

I don't understand, ayy

They know I'm back in the back

They know I'm up

They know I'm next, ayy

Weans in that bag and a track star, ayy

With that bag and a cash star, ayy

She said she wanna fuck with the gang

So I said, she can fuck with the gang

She said she was tryna fuck the star

But she couldn't fuck the star, ayy

Track star, ayy

She wanna fuck a track star, ayy

Fuckin' a rap star, ayy

Rap star, ayy

Is it that time of day

Rap star, ayy

She wanted to fuck with a rap star, ayy

I'm a real man, I'm a real man

Track star, ayy

She wanted to fuck with the star, ayy

Holdin' me tonight

Cause we're scared to be lonely

Do you need somebody

Just to feel like we're alright

Is the only reason you're

Holdin' me tonight

Cause we're scared to be lonely

Preakess