TraceyK lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayy, pipe up, Hoodrixh)

[Chorus: BabySantana]
I ain't [?] but you hating a n*gga that's bigger than you
You talking down so I'ma call one of the robbers
And I'm uppin' the motherf*cking tool
And your music sh*tty as f*ck
I'd probably quit this sh*t, n*gga, if I was you
And let's not forget if Dami didn't make a remix to your sh*t then nobody would know you
And I ain't even wanna turn up
He played my music on his speakers and they caught on fire
His whole f*cking sh*t f*cking burnt up
And I put this sh*t, this lil' n*gga, he finna be mad
But Lil Tracey, he worked up
This lil' n*gga skinny as sh*t
n*gga, go hit the gym, sit down and do some f*cking curl ups

[Verse: KA$HDAMI & BabySantana]
He totin' that lil' ass gun, it match his lil' ass funds
This n*gga on Instagram talking 'bout me like we couldn't go run them ones
Boy claimin Crip so I'm CK, pull up what's brackin
Lil' n*gga, this sh*t ain't for fun
Textin' me about money but, n*gga, you smoke .5s
And that sh*t didn't fit in a blunt
And your music cool but I know that you cap
I'm a real right n*gga, I'm throwing up hat
I'ma be in Atlanta this weekend, let's see where you at
I know that you ain't touchin' me , n*gga, that's facts
[?]
[?] regress, n*gga, your music is ass
I got a Drac' on my lap, I got a drum attached
TraceyK, lil', n*gga, we smoking your pack

[Chorus: BabySantana]
I ain't [?] but you hating a n*gga that's bigger than you
You talking down so I'ma call one of the robbers
They gon' up the motherf*cking tool
And your music sh*tty as f*ck
I'd probably quit this sh*t, n*gga, if I was you
And let's not forget if Dami didn't make a remix to your sh*t then nobody would
Know you, and I ain't even wanna turn up
He played my music on his speakers and they caught on fire
His whole f*cking sh*t f*cking burnt up
And I put this sh*t, this lil' n*gga, he finna be mad
But Lil Tracey, it finna worth up
This lil' n*gga skinny as sh*t
n*gga, go hit the gym, sit down and do some f*cking curl ups