Track Stars

Ya Pushin 30 My N*gga
Button on the back, this turn n*ggas into track stars
Big booty b*tch I'm tryna crack just how I crack cards
Im turnt
Cuz these n*ggas seem to treat me like a rap star
That's cool
But better watch yo move when I come through this b*tch
Yea it's rockin
I aint never text no b*tch and she text back like she ain't f*ckin
Yea it's dat
Hope this b*tch can go sum rounds I'm off da pack
Yea I'm back to back
Mackin sh*t
Hop out smackin sh*t, and if he wanna do it we get active quick
Aint on no pastor sh*t
Button on the back, this turn n*ggas into track stars
Big booty b*tch I'm tryna crack just how I crack cards
I'm tryna smack that a*s like Lebron from off da backboard
B*tches think they got me but they friends be the backdoor
It's the Shark, b*tch we bound to bite, we don't ever bark
How you tryna tell us that we need to stop if we don't ever start
You got tagged team, how the f*ck you know yo baby daddy
It's ironic you can't dodge these darts, when we start to spark
It's ironic how we start to spark just to fix the static
It's ironic how yo momma f*ckin on yo pappy who's a f*ggot
Hold on bro
Put this b*tch in park, hoppin out in dark
Iron on me, I'ma lil n*gga cut like Tony Stark
Look I'm Turnt
One wrong move lil b*tch I promise you get burnt
I'm hoppin out without no mask ain't no need if this sh*t work
You can say that this sh*t cap that's how I like it just like dat
And they don't really wanna do it cuz this button on the back n*gga
Button on the back, this turn n*ggas into track stars
Big booty b*tch I'm tryna crack just how I crack cards
Im turnt
Cuz these n*ggas seem to treat me like a rap star
That's cool
But better watch yo move when I come through this b*tch
Yea it's rockin
I aint never text no b*tch and she text back like she ain't f*ckin
Yea it's dat
Hope this b*tch can go sum rounds I'm off da pack
Yea I'm back to back
Mackin sh*t
Hop out smackin sh*t, and if he wanna do it we get active quick
Aint on no pastor sh*t
My Opps go missing like a magic trick, poof
Yo shorty thotting on some average sh*t
Talkin bout sum one and only
Like why you cappin b*tch
Green light this traffic sh*t
Take that money straight up out his pockets
Come right back I'm on my trappin sh*t
Farmer n*gga
Know I'm in that field I'm on my tractor sh*t
I f*cked your b*tch, den she gave your lo I'm on my tracker sh*t
She movin like a Karen pulled her phone out on sum cracker sh*t
She dykin shorty look like me
F*ck around and crack your b*tch
Button on the back, this turn n*ggas into track stars
Big booty b*tch I'm tryna crack just how I crack cards
Im turnt
Cuz these n*ggas seem to treat me like a rap star
That's cool
But better watch yo move when I come through this b*tch
Yea it's rockin
I aint never text no b*tch and she text back like she ain't f*ckin
Yea it's dat
Hope this b*tch can go sum rounds I'm off da pack
Yea I'm back to back
Mackin sh*t
Hop out smackin sh*t, and if he wan do it we get active quick
Aint on no pastor sh*t