I heard you got bitches buh ain't crushin them
All these rap niggas fake I can't f*ck wit them
Don't you speak on my name we gon punish him
You said you don't f*ck wit me why you buggin then
Runnin to the money like a track star
I can't sell my soul for no motorcar
Want the fame and the money like a pop star
Yea we all goin craze like a rock star
Runnin to the money like a track star
I can't sell my soul for no motorcar
Want the fame and the money like a pop star
Yea we all goin craze like a rock star
How you say that you gon ride for a nigga
How you say that you gon die for a nigga
You ain't really wanna slide with them niggas
We got 44's and them KK's was you with it
Tax you then we tax him
Nigga talkin we gon smack him
We ain't really wanna do it to a nigga buh we really had to whack him
Don't ask me for a feature right now or when I blow up
I'm on a different mindset now don't bring no hoes up
They said they want some smoke buh these niggas do not know us
These niggas can't f*ck with me my level can not be touched
You play around with the gang nigga get yo shit bust
You better chase a bag not a bitch get ya shit up
Buh try dis
Buy a clip
Nigga in a hellcat
Lane switch
Push up wit the saw-offed
Got em sick
Snitchin to the law dog
Get you hit
Baby I been down
Buh I can't stay sober
Do a fancy drive by
Spin the block ina rover
Can't stop in the motion
Mixin up dat potion
Can't show my emotions
Ain't no talkin no commotion
I ain't never been in last
Yea I'm always up in first
Nigga try to play me and my gang
Put em in a hearse
I see that you change a nigga striped shirt
Yea I got more stains than a dirty white shirt
Runnin to the money like a track star
I can't sell my soul for no motorcar
Want the fame and the money like a pop star
Yea we all goin craze like a rock star
Runnin to the money like a track star
I can't sell my soul for no motorcar
Want the fame and the money like a pop star
Yea we all goin craze like a rock star
I heard you got bitches buh ain't crushin them
All these rap niggas fake I can't f*ck wit them
Don't you speak on my name we gon punish him
You said you don't f*ck wit me why you buggin then
SkeetoFleXx - Track Star Lyrics
SkeetoFleXx - Track Star Lyrics
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I heard you got bitches buh ain't crushin them
All these rap niggas fake I can't f*ck wit them
Don't you speak on my name we gon punish him
You said you don't f*ck wit me why you buggin then
Runnin to the money like a track star
I can't sell my soul for no motorcar
Want the fame and the money like a pop star
Yea we all goin craze like a rock star
Runnin to the money like a track star
I can't sell my soul for no motorcar
Want the fame and the money like a pop star
Yea we all goin craze like a rock star
How you say that you gon ride for a nigga
How you say that you gon die for a nigga
You ain't really wanna slide with them niggas
We got 44's and them KK's was you with it
Tax you then we tax him
Nigga talkin we gon smack him
We ain't really wanna do it to a nigga buh we really had to whack him
Don't ask me for a feature right now or when I blow up
I'm on a different mindset now don't bring no hoes up
They said they want some smoke buh these niggas do not know us
These niggas can't f*ck with me my level can not be touched
You play around with the gang nigga get yo shit bust
You better chase a bag not a bitch get ya shit up
Buh try dis
Buy a clip
Nigga in a hellcat
Lane switch
Push up wit the saw-offed
Got em sick
Snitchin to the law dog
Get you hit
Baby I been down
Buh I can't stay sober
Do a fancy drive by
Spin the block ina rover
Can't stop in the motion
Mixin up dat potion
Can't show my emotions
Ain't no talkin no commotion
I ain't never been in last
Yea I'm always up in first
Nigga try to play me and my gang
Put em in a hearse
I see that you change a nigga striped shirt
Yea I got more stains than a dirty white shirt
Runnin to the money like a track star
I can't sell my soul for no motorcar
Want the fame and the money like a pop star
Yea we all goin craze like a rock star
Runnin to the money like a track star
I can't sell my soul for no motorcar
Want the fame and the money like a pop star
Yea we all goin craze like a rock star
I heard you got bitches buh ain't crushin them
All these rap niggas fake I can't f*ck wit them
Don't you speak on my name we gon punish him
You said you don't f*ck wit me why you buggin then
All these rap niggas fake I can't f*ck wit them
Don't you speak on my name we gon punish him
You said you don't f*ck wit me why you buggin then
Runnin to the money like a track star
I can't sell my soul for no motorcar
Want the fame and the money like a pop star
Yea we all goin craze like a rock star
Runnin to the money like a track star
I can't sell my soul for no motorcar
Want the fame and the money like a pop star
Yea we all goin craze like a rock star
How you say that you gon ride for a nigga
How you say that you gon die for a nigga
You ain't really wanna slide with them niggas
We got 44's and them KK's was you with it
Tax you then we tax him
Nigga talkin we gon smack him
We ain't really wanna do it to a nigga buh we really had to whack him
Don't ask me for a feature right now or when I blow up
I'm on a different mindset now don't bring no hoes up
They said they want some smoke buh these niggas do not know us
These niggas can't f*ck with me my level can not be touched
You play around with the gang nigga get yo shit bust
You better chase a bag not a bitch get ya shit up
Buh try dis
Buy a clip
Nigga in a hellcat
Lane switch
Push up wit the saw-offed
Got em sick
Snitchin to the law dog
Get you hit
Baby I been down
Buh I can't stay sober
Do a fancy drive by
Spin the block ina rover
Can't stop in the motion
Mixin up dat potion
Can't show my emotions
Ain't no talkin no commotion
I ain't never been in last
Yea I'm always up in first
Nigga try to play me and my gang
Put em in a hearse
I see that you change a nigga striped shirt
Yea I got more stains than a dirty white shirt
Runnin to the money like a track star
I can't sell my soul for no motorcar
Want the fame and the money like a pop star
Yea we all goin craze like a rock star
Runnin to the money like a track star
I can't sell my soul for no motorcar
Want the fame and the money like a pop star
Yea we all goin craze like a rock star
I heard you got bitches buh ain't crushin them
All these rap niggas fake I can't f*ck wit them
Don't you speak on my name we gon punish him
You said you don't f*ck wit me why you buggin then
Writer: Skeeto FleXx
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