TrackLife Quan - Trackstar (feat. PBG Ajayy, Shun Savage & PBG Fredo)

Aye
Aye
Aye
We got Draco's
We got nines
We got FN's and bump stocks
Put this drake up in the wind
I bet his ass won't see tomorrow
Feel that lil bitch up with this pit 80
His ass gone see the stars
Exotic Glocks, exotic mags, I treat this bitch like a porn star
We hit they block up in that bends
I bet them bitches can't run far
We put them switches on the Glocks
We put them switches on Ars
And when we caught that lil bitch slipping
Broke his ass down like a gar
We hawked his ass
We caught his ass
We turned that bitch to a Track star
Smoking opps just to get active
Got me killing shit on mars
If we get the drop nook bust the Glock
Shoot Draco's out the car
Left a hole in his left leg
Should've hit the bitch in the heart
Kind of mad that bro nem missed
Cause killing opps not even hard
Only fifteen and I'm having shit
Be driving stolen cars
I doubled back he ain't shoot back
Doing a hundred bumping Big Scarr
Know I'm quick to let it spark
Turn some rappers to falling stars
And niggas claim that they be solid
But be snitching behind bars
Ion give a fuck keep my name out the mix
When I spot me a opp
Shot him dead in his shit
When I up with the pole I barley be missing
Don't fuck with these hoes doing shit for attention
These niggas be twelve
Putting me in they mentions
That nigga tried to run
But got hit from a distance
That choppa be chopping shit
That bitch it be spitting
How the fuck you gone run
We shooting them switches
Brand new Glock
Came with a new mag
First nigga play
And I'm blasting his ass
Turned that boy to a runner he run real fast
Up with the chop leave that boy in the grass
Fuck what they saying you know ian playing
All my niggas see yours get to spraying
PBG hottest you know what I'm saying
If I see a opp automatically get to spraying
Since you like to pray to god
Ima send you where he at
Toe tag on his feet
Nigga know we on his ass
Brand new Glock
And it came with a mag
First nigga play and his ass gone get blast
Up with the chop leave him dead in the grass
First nigga play and I'm blasting his ass
Up with the chop leave him dead in the grass,
Brand new glock and it came with a mag
We got Draco's
We got nines
We got FN's and bump stocks
Put this drake up in the wind
I bet his ass won't see tomorrow
Feel that lil bitch up with this pit 80
His ass gone see the stars
Exotic Glocks, exotic mags, I treat this bitch like a porn star
We hit they block up in that bends
I bet them bitches can't run far
We put them switches on the Glocks
We put them switches on Ars
And when we caught that lil bitch slipping
Broke his ass down like a gar
We hawked his ass
We caught his ass
We turned that bitch to a Track star

Written by:
Antonio Mays, PBG AJayy, PBG Fredo, Shun Savage, TrackLife Quan

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