TracBoy

[Intro]
Yeah, ha
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Trac, Trac, Trac
Boy
Trac, Trac, Trac
Boy

[Verse 1]
Plu-Plug talkin'
Christian Louboutin but I be curb walkin' (Crip)
Ice on my neck and my ear, baby, I cannot hear shit but diamonds and dough talkin' (Dollars)
That is no gamble, you fake callin'
Water on me, yeah, I go to the lake often (Often)
Keep the .40 on me like the yard day
Glock 23 on me, boy, I be jaywalkin' (Rah)

[Chorus]
All that money you say that you got, can you show me where it's at? (At)
I'm in the back of the Backwood, with a Drac' in the back of the pack (Back-pack)
Shoot his fade, knock his brains to the back (Rah)
I was in school with them niggas that didn't wanna jack, if it's smoke, then I put it on wack (Doon-doon-doon)
Bought my first gun at 13 and I fast on a fed, pack the Draco, go jail, I relax (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2]
Chill, at ease
These niggas don't want beef (No)
These the same niggas, act like they OG, but I know they ain't street (Nope)
These the same niggas snorting them pills, bitch, I'm sticking to the weed (Wow)
I call a Blood, he pull up with blickys, I keep me a clicky or three (Wow, wow wow)
Keep a quarter pounder on me just in case you want the beef (Beef)
We gon' lost and found your homie, we gon' put his ass to sleep (Sleep)
Take the bows, take the doughs, take the doors off the Jeep (Thief)
Phantom, Ghost, I'm not ghost, it just goes with the beat (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
It just goes with the beat (Skrrt)
It just goes with the beat (with the beat)
It just goes with the beat
We gon' rock your ass to sleep

[Chorus]
All that money you say that you got, can you show me where it's at? (At)
I'm in the back of the Backwood, with a Drac' in the back of the pack (Back-pack)
Shoot his fade, knock his brains to the back (Rah)
I was in school with them niggas that didn't wanna jack, if it's smoke, then I put it on wack (Doon-doon-doon)
Bought my first gun at 13 and I fast on a fed, pack the Draco, go jail, I relax (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Outro]
Ha, woo
Fuck