TRACK MEET versuri

Versuri Pz’ – TRACK MEET lyrics

[Intro]
Brrt (Sack came in), yeah (We snuck in the spot with a ten)

[Chorus]
If you ain’t havin’ no profit, you cannot get at me
I came in this game like a rookie (Brrt), now I’m at the head of the track team (Hey, hey)
I’m at the Château with my fully (Brrt, brrt, brtt), the Jews, they tryna get at me
I’m so damn flooded (Wow), huh, can’t get with my other bitches (Yeah)
Got caught with another ho, should’ve called that other bitch (Yeah)
Take pictures with my camera phone (Hey), she like that digi-shit (Okay)
I’m gettin’ them digits, bitches, my jeans, they Columbine
Huh, shawty was fucked up, rockin’ that fake ass Number (N)ine (Yeah)
She geeked off the coke, she finna do another line
All on your motherfuckin’ timeline, I’m in my prime, huh, huh
Lil’ bitch a whole ten, she a fuckin’ dime
Spendin’ my euros on yen, I’m tryna wine and dine
Lil’ bitch annoying, she wastin’ my time

[Verse]
The way I be poppin’ my shit, they say that I’m one of a kind
Like I said, lil’ bitch, I’m in my fuckin’ prime
Two-door coupe, we fuckin’ slime
[?] fuckin’ ball, bitch, I’m big slime, huh, huh (Yeah)
Digits comin’ in, finna take my hoe to Hong Kong (Yeah)
Swear to God, I got a thing for them pretty red bones (Brrt, brrt, I done snucked a ten)
And I hit that motherfucker raw, sayonara, long gone (I done snucked a ten)
Nigga diss my fuckin’ faction, we gon’ take his head off, huh (Yeah)
I’m so YVL (Yes), and I popped out SLP (Okay)
Finna catch this flight to London (Yeah), it’s some brand new Alex McQueen (Okay)
Huh, I just been tryna just stay on my deen (Wow)
But these bitches be playin’ with me
Told lil’ shawty you can’t never get the best of me, huh (Okay)
Teflon tucked the ten mil’ in the section, we at Pino
If you gon’ pop your shit, gotta keep your motherfuckin’ chin up
Rokk done bust out the black, these niggas is bitches, they can’t even get next to us (Brrt, yeah)
Made a mess in the booty club, these niggas gotta get they check up (Hey)

[Chorus]
If you ain’t havin’ no profit, you cannot get at me
I came in this game like a rookie (Yeah), now I’m at the head of the track team
I’m at the Château with my fully (Okay), the Jews, they tryna get at me
I’m so damn flooded, huh, can’t get with my other bitches
Got caught with another ho (I did), should’ve called that other bitch (Yeah)
Take pictures with my camera phone (I did), she like that digi-shit
I’m gettin’ them digits, bitches, my jeans, they Columbine
Huh, shawty was fucked up, rockin’ that fake ass Number (N)ine (Yeah)
She geeked off the coke, she finna do another line
All on your motherfuckin’ timeline, I’m in my prime, huh, huh
Lil’ bitch a whole ten, she a fuckin’ dime
Spendin’ my euros on yen, I’m tryna wine and dine
Lil’ bitch annoying, she wastin’ my time