Track Hawk lyrics

[Intro]
I don't even remember the first time
You mean the first time I f*ckin'— (BangThatsh*t)
Come on, GlockBoyz, n*gga

[Verse 1]
Just got done kickin' it with my pops, that n*gga still trappin' (Swear to God, n*gga)
I done hit the road so much, I don't even use the static
Been playin' on the 'net just like a game, so wait 'til them killers catch you
I did my last b*tch so bold, she wish she never met me
n*ggas want me in the booth, I'm in the trap mixin'
Send you to God, me and my n*ggas do same-day shipping (Baow)
f*ck around, we be the last face you saw, we be grave diggin'
Taggin' your b*tch all on your page, you a brave n*gga
I'm just tryna count some money
You the type to pass the ball, I'm the type put it in the bucket
Brodie hittin' D with the F like he flunky
Beatin' on your b*tch, I ain't even get the chance to f*ck her
They call me GlockBoy, I'm ridin' through the city with that chop
Lookin' like I got my ass beat with all these knots
Steph Curry, another play after a play, this sh*t don't stop
Just keep your business to yourself, you never know we'll tell the cops, n*gga

[Chorus]
When you get money like this, you gotta watch n*ggas
I'm tryna have a M before this rap sh*t even pop, n*gga
My young dog, can't bring him out the crib, he like to rob n*ggas
You know me, I always keep the stick on me, I'm like a blind n*gga
I need somethin' fast like a Trackhawk
So I can pull over, wait 'til they get out the car, then take off
You need to give your mans a loan, he lookin' bad, dog
First one out the mall, I spend ten bands and I put half on
[Verse 2]
Ain't never trippin' over no money, I'm gon' get some
Say she been tryna suck my di*k, but I don't barely even pick up
Brodie let his seat back, I'm finna let my sh*t up
Hold up the Drac', that b*tch sneezin' like it got the f*ckin' hiccups (Baow, baow)
Racin' to some money with some money on me
Real dope boy, every sale I made, I had that gun on me
Day and night inside the streets, I'm like Kid Cudi
My outfit is clean as hell, but my Sprite muddy
Lookin' dark outside, that's when them killers start lurking
My n*ggas started takin' 30s if Perc 10s weren't I'm workin'
Black truck, it's tinted out, we like the Secret Service
I'd wish all y'all was dead if I was Timmy Turner

[Chorus]
When you get money like this, you gotta watch n*ggas
I'm tryna have a M before this rap sh*t even pop, n*gga
My young dog, can't bring him out the crib, he like to rob n*ggas
You know me, I always keep the stick on me, I'm like a blind n*gga
I need somethin' fast like a Trackhawk
So I can pull over, wait 'til they get out the car, then take off (Then leave)
You need to give your mans a loan, he lookin' bad, dog
First one out the mall, I spend ten bands and I put half on (And I put half on)