Unreleased lyrics

by

Lil Tracy


[Intro: Slug † Christ & Lil Tracy]
But they don't even know me (But they don’t even know me)
Do, do, do, do, do
Yeah, aye
Yuh, they told me that I will not blow (They told me that I will not blow)
Aye, they told me that I will not blow, yuh

[Verse 1: Lil Tracy & Slug † Christ]
Aye, they told me that I will not blow
Now I got shows lined up like blow (Yuh)
That b*tch shaking ass, I'm like "Woah" (Woah, woah)
She don't want love, she want coke (Coke)
She don’t want kiss, she want di*k (c*m)
I don't want sh*t, I want chips (Chips)
Imma get rich as a b*tch (As a b*tch)
Chandelier sit on my wrist (Damn)
Shoutout that b*tch and her friend (Her friend)
I f*cked them both I admit (I admit)
My momma think Imma die quick (Aye, aye)
I think that Imma diе quick (Yuh, yuh)
I got no friends, I got fam (Fam)
So please do not try shakе my hand (Do not try shake my hand)
I got no friends, I got fam
So please do not try shake my hand (Do not try shake my hand)
If I just stick to the plan (Stick to the plan)
Imma be spendin' them bands (Spendin' them bands)
I want some Ksubi and Gucci
And a lil b*tch straight from France (Aye, yuh)
If I just stick to the plan
Imma be spendin' them bands (They think they know)
I want some Ksubi and Gucci (They think they know)
And a lil b*tch straight from France
[Verse 2: Slug † Christ]
Yuh, they think they know to love me (Know to love me)
But they don't even know me (Don't even know me)
I wonder why they even love me
I'm fly to baby but I rather kick it by my lonely
Yuh, they think they know to love me (Know to love me, they don’t love me)
But they don’t even know me (Nope, nope)
I wonder why they even love me ([?] why?)
I'm fly to baby but I rather kick it by my lonely (Okay, okay)
I don’t like to chill with rappers 'cause they mostly corny (Real sh*t)
They actually actors, all they do is [?] boring
Yeah, I'm a eagle, I'm a angel sourin’ (Got you)
Can suck my f*cking di*k, Ronald what I'm snorting (Snorting, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You don't know me, blow me, blow me, blow me (f*ck you b*tch)
I be surfin' with the squad and they only homies (That's facts)
I got my prodigy with me, name Tracy
I got Yung Eddy Baker and he f*cking baking
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