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tone sinatra - trackhawk lyrics

[verse 1]
i’ma assh0l+, this my dad fault, uh
usin’ certain things with the bathsalts
i was geeked up, and they probably don’t know what they bought
learned that from my ogs, ridin’ with the twin exhaust
i was lost as a kid, now i’m gettin’ rich
i’m tryna make money like the white man did
now i’m on my django, white man dead
and i’m huntin’ for his wife and his kids

[chorus]
i want all white whip like crack in the 80’s
i’ma let god talk, only he can save me
caught her reminiscing, she was thinkin’ ’bout her old dude
sorry i ain’t gold like a b+tch n+gga, baby
f+ck you, pay me, i’ma let the gun talk
don’t talk to the judge, i’ma tell him it’s the gun fault
gun walk, bullets speedin’ at you like a trackhawk
leave a n+gga head on the asphalt
[verse 2]
been on block, i’ma hit the gas, come get me
hold the glock, if it’s in my pants won’t fit me
i just spilled lean on the cash, so sticky
several white ho in the club, woah vicky
dance on a b+tch, countin’ bands like it’s sin city
dance on me b+tch, know i’m handsome and wealthy
truck full of toys like andy
let me introduce you to the family

- tone sinatra lyrics

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