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Lil Tracy - BTW Lyrics



Lil Tracy - BTW Lyrics
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(Ginseng)
Shout out Ginseng
You know how we f*ckin' comin'

Why the f*ck you still poppin' them Xans?
She poppin' that pussy I'm poppin' some bands (I'm poppin' some bands)
I got that girl in a trance, freaky lil' bitch suck my dick through the pants
By the way, yeah, these bitches Amiri (Amiri)
By the way, you lil' niggas should fear me (should fear me)
By the way, yeah, these bitches Amiri (Amiri)
By the way, you lil' niggas should fear me (let's go, let's go)
By the way, I got all type of hoes
By the way, I got all type of flows
F*cking this bitch, yeah I'm takin' her soul
I can't move my wrist, swear to God it's too froze (brr)
F*ck with my niggas, they breakin' your bones
We not fam 'cause my name in your phone
You was not with me when I was alone
By the way, did this shit on my own, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, leggo

I can't get a job, I got tats on my face
I used to be broke, like a motherf*ckin' vase
My white bitch a Barbie, the booty is fake
I'm hot like the sun, that's why they throwin' shade
Dasani water right on my neck
I'm in the flyin' saucer countin' racks
I'm rich, undoubted, she throwin' it back
I work harder than you, boy, that's why I got racks
On the way to the bank and you know that I'm laughin'
Get the f*ck out my face if you not talkin' 'bout stacks
I got tats on my face, she got tats on her ass
F*ck first base, I'ma hit from the back
I feel like J $tash, all I do is relax
I'm ballin' too hard, nigga, go check the stats
By the way, all my diamonds real (all my diamonds real), yeah
Rest in peace my jeweler, that shit give me chills (that shit give me chills)
Watch your back 'round these f*ck niggas 'cause they get you killed
And you still poppin' them Xans, you deserve to be killed (you deserve to be killed)

Why the f*ck you still poppin' them Xans?
She poppin' that pussy I'm poppin' some bands (I'm poppin' some bands)
I got that girl in a trance, freaky lil' bitch suck my dick through the pants
By the way, yeah, these bitches Amiri (Amiri)
By the way, you lil' niggas should fear me (should fear me)
By the way, yeah, these bitches Amiri (Amiri)
By the way, you lil' niggas should fear me (let's go, let's go)
By the way, I got all type of hoes
By the way, I got all type of flows
I'm f*cking this bitch, yeah I'm takin' her soul
I can't move my wrist, swear to God it's too froze (brr)
F*ck with my niggas, they breakin' your bones
We not fam 'cause my name in your phone
You was not with me when I was alone
By the way, did this shit on my own, yeah, yeah
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(Ginseng)
Shout out Ginseng
You know how we f*ckin' comin'

Why the f*ck you still poppin' them Xans?
She poppin' that pussy I'm poppin' some bands (I'm poppin' some bands)
I got that girl in a trance, freaky lil' bitch suck my dick through the pants
By the way, yeah, these bitches Amiri (Amiri)
By the way, you lil' niggas should fear me (should fear me)
By the way, yeah, these bitches Amiri (Amiri)
By the way, you lil' niggas should fear me (let's go, let's go)
By the way, I got all type of hoes
By the way, I got all type of flows
F*cking this bitch, yeah I'm takin' her soul
I can't move my wrist, swear to God it's too froze (brr)
F*ck with my niggas, they breakin' your bones
We not fam 'cause my name in your phone
You was not with me when I was alone
By the way, did this shit on my own, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, leggo

I can't get a job, I got tats on my face
I used to be broke, like a motherf*ckin' vase
My white bitch a Barbie, the booty is fake
I'm hot like the sun, that's why they throwin' shade
Dasani water right on my neck
I'm in the flyin' saucer countin' racks
I'm rich, undoubted, she throwin' it back
I work harder than you, boy, that's why I got racks
On the way to the bank and you know that I'm laughin'
Get the f*ck out my face if you not talkin' 'bout stacks
I got tats on my face, she got tats on her ass
F*ck first base, I'ma hit from the back
I feel like J $tash, all I do is relax
I'm ballin' too hard, nigga, go check the stats
By the way, all my diamonds real (all my diamonds real), yeah
Rest in peace my jeweler, that shit give me chills (that shit give me chills)
Watch your back 'round these f*ck niggas 'cause they get you killed
And you still poppin' them Xans, you deserve to be killed (you deserve to be killed)

Why the f*ck you still poppin' them Xans?
She poppin' that pussy I'm poppin' some bands (I'm poppin' some bands)
I got that girl in a trance, freaky lil' bitch suck my dick through the pants
By the way, yeah, these bitches Amiri (Amiri)
By the way, you lil' niggas should fear me (should fear me)
By the way, yeah, these bitches Amiri (Amiri)
By the way, you lil' niggas should fear me (let's go, let's go)
By the way, I got all type of hoes
By the way, I got all type of flows
I'm f*cking this bitch, yeah I'm takin' her soul
I can't move my wrist, swear to God it's too froze (brr)
F*ck with my niggas, they breakin' your bones
We not fam 'cause my name in your phone
You was not with me when I was alone
By the way, did this shit on my own, yeah, yeah
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Writer: Jazz Ishmael Butler
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