Tracy, Ca E

Damn, bae you got it back. Looking like something that a nigga might tap. From Bibb City, young niggas pulling jacks. North Face coat with a dirty ass strap. But me, I'm a mack. I fuck with the hoes. Fuck the puss, bitch, I need a big coin. You probably never knew, but the bitch been going. I don't give a fuck, love, keep going. That's your pussy, you can do what you want. I use my brain, never hands on a hoe. I never trick off and they already know. Polo lounge, white tee and some snow. Whip so new, valet didn't know how to park My shit, so I showed them how it go. I got family in the O, that's my cuz Lil Joe. Went to school in the city, Civic Center in the mo. Off topic. Yeah. Uh, yeah. Nigga off topic. Yeah. Nigga off topic. Uh, Yeah. Nigga off topic. Yeah. Uh, man. Check. I knew a girl from Tracy. She went crazy. Always drove down to the Bay just to play Me. I'm foolish. I'm a dog. But nigga one hundred, I ain't Ask the bitch at all. Don't blame me, Blame the Benz. Stock AMG had to switch. Tracy, how you been? I'ma keep it one hundred, I'd hit it again. My name is Larry. And bitch I'm a Aries. And bitch I'm a Player. I don't wanna get married. These niggas is weird. So I'm to the neck. Riding round the Bay, I got traps to check. I never hit throws, but I check the net. Told her jump in the shower 'fore she hop In my bed. Player shit. New outfit, I'm killing shit. Barbecue with my niggas on some cooling shit. Yeah. Uh, yeah. Nigga off topic. Yeah. Nigga off topic. Uh, Yeah. Nigga off topic. Yeah. Man. Nigga off topic.