​trackhawks n bad thots lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, why I got to feel this pain?
Why these n*ggas so lame?
So much blood in my drink
Making money all day, making money all day
DJ Xoly

[Verse]
Yeah, why I got to feel this pain?
Why these n*ggas so lame?
So much blood in my drink
Making money all day, making money–
Yeah, why I got to feel this pain?
Why these n*ggas so lame?
So much blood in my drink
Making money all day, making money all day
She keep peaking at my fangs, when I get my first mil–
Yeah, she keep peaking at my fangs
When I get my first mil, I'ma buy myself a new brain
Got this ho' on her knees, Xoly got these hoes praying
Charged up like I'm Fetian, charged up like I'm Fetian
Got your b*tch heart racing, in that Trackhawk, racing
Charged up, Super Saiyan, young Xoly in the making
I hate everyone's faces, I hate everyone's faces, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, why I got to feel this pain?
Why these n*ggas so lame?
So much blood in my drink
Making money all day, making money all day
She keep peaking at my fangs
When I get my first mil, I'ma buy myself a new brain
Got this ho' on her knees, Xoly got these hoes praying
Charged up like I'm Fetian, charged up like I'm Fetian
Got your b*tch heart racing, in that Trackhawk, racing
Charged up, Super Saiyan, young Xoly in the making
I hate everyone's faces, I hate everyone's faces, yeah, yeah, yeah