TRACKHAWK

[Intro]
Ayy, Fuck 'em up, Dior
BBY
SSX Lil' Shannon

[Verse: BBY GOYARD]
Trackhawk and it's ready, uh-huh
Big gas, no teenie blunts, mixed up for the good touch
Beaned up, I'm a Beanie Baby, New Celine, she pristine, baby
I prestiege in a week, baby, hundred rounds of the Troy Aikman
Better watch out, that boy taken, shut up, bitch, the council spoken
We keep them sticks, you know that we totin', Knocked Up, Seth Rogen
Big muscle gang, you know the slogan, I took a hermit crab from the ocean
I wish that a bitch or hoe get emotions, slow down, just get in focus
Playa' season, surrounded by locusts
What goes up must come down, yeah, I know that
With an ass like that, why you so afraid to pump it?
In a lab-coat made by Raf, treat these pussies like lab rats
Can you sign my cast? I got hurt, need a Perc' and a hot bath
All these living dead, blue faces gettin' brought back
I just popped a Sleepy Hollow, now I'm askin' "Where my head at?"
And I'm only going up, I don't do setbacks
SSX Lil Shannon, yeah, where the fuck yo' set at? (Lil Shannon)
Smoking golden goose pack, smoking golden goose pack, ooh
I put 11's on [?]
I got some werewolves in the cut, I got some gargoyles stacked
Flexing on 'em, 101, in a hawk that follows its tracks