TRACKHAWK

You won't catch me in vetements

Don't want a friend, just want the benefits

Fuckin your hoe just for the hell of it

And I gotta say, the pussy was heavensent

You want the bag? Yeah, it is evident

I'm in the track, driftin' and revvin' it

You inna ac crashin' and wreckin' it

I'm sippin' the act' but the tris, I ain't reppin' it

Pussy was fire, no I ain't sharin' it

Why you so hungry? Yeah, why you so ravenous?

The booty was fat, of course, I'm grabbin' it

Ya fit look nice, yeah bitch, I'm jackin' it