Tracklete Lyrics

King Keshawn Engineered this shit

Kemp

Go ahead and

They say he a

They put that stick up on his

Ahh ok now he a tracklete

And I'm really having motion

Niggas can't get pass me

We sent them hittas to yo house

Mississippi aye look

Uh uh

Go ahead and try they say he a athlete

We put that stick up on his ass

Ok now he a tracklete

And I'm really having motion niggas

Can't get pass me

I sent them hittas to yo house

Mississippi last week

I hope you didn't spend all that money

Dummy now yo ass back bummy

I remember I was broke

As fuck now my days be sunny

I can walk up in that house

And just go hand my grandma money

I know I'm living wrong but all

The shit I'm doing ain't out of spite

I just might hop up on that flight

Or get him gone tonight

It's like I know I'm doing wrong

But see my blick be in my right

I make one call he gone tonight

Chill

Nothing I do light at all

Feelings in my gut that she a slut

I put that thumb in her butt

And I say hut if you really like a nigga

Why the fuck it's just us

I want your friend let's run a bus

Her nigga we never discuss

It's like two redbones and one chocolate

I promise they so exotic

My car it came with no mileage

I hit cruise control

I swear you thought this bitch in autopilot

And the last Nigga played with me forever gone be silent

When it's smoke this shit get violent

If a nigga from my side get touched

I swear we start a riot

Nobody care when niggas dying

Uh uh

Go ahead and try they say he a athlete

We put that stick up on his ass

Ok now he a tracklete

And I'm really having motion niggas

Can't get pass me

I sent them hittas to yo house

Mississippi last week

I go crazy up at night

That beam it help me with my sight

Stop lying that nigga is not piped

And if it's smoke we do not fight

Ok

Kemp he ain't no Gangsta

Kemp he ain't gone slump none

Why the fuck you thanking that

I been hopped out and dumbed some

The same niggas talking down

Be eating my DM tap in

I cannot get caught lacking

I promise I'm not just rapping

From the money I be stacking

To the cars that i buy

They be looking at a nigga staring

Damn that nigga fly

Fifteen hundred for the shirt

This shit expensive it's no lie

This the type of life I live

One day I'm posted in the hills

Next day I just might do a drill

Niggas really fuck with me

Cause ima tell it how it is

I damn near feel I'm uncle Phil

Ok now go ahead and try

They say he a athlete

We put that stick up on his ass

Ok now he a Tracklete

And I'm really having motion

Niggas can't get pass me

We sent them hittas to your house

Mississippi last week