Hellcats And Trackhawks Lyrics

I remember claiming Dipset (Let’s get it)

I had some b^^ches on my line, I told them b^^ches get they lips wet (B^^ch, get your lips wet)

Lock that door, where them bows at? (Let’s get it)

Search for his gun, where his pole at? (Where his pole at?)

We on his a^s, where his shows at? (Where his shows at?)

He get away, we on his a^s, where he parole at? (Where hе parole at?)

I be hatin’ when thеse rappers call these rappers brothers (Brothers)

Only The Family in my eyes, b^ch, we got each other (Yeah)

I popped a Perc’ and drunk a gallon, man, that hurt my stomach (Man, what?)

Doin’ the dash inside the Lamb’, that sh^t had make me vomit (Yeah, yeah)

F^^k from the back, I pull her hair, she screamin’ while she c^^min’ (She c^^min’)

Got foenem’ G-locks, they be clutchin’ every time they servin’ (Gang)

With all that rah-rah, like you like that, come around, you nervous (On gang)

Sneaky talkin’ like you like that, now you actin’ turtle (On gang)

Yeah, you ain’t like that, you ain’t catch a murder

Opps be threatenin’ me in my DM, we ain’t never worried (We ain’t never worried)Bleed, free Lil Steve, yeah, I call him Curry (Curry)

He be to himself but he’ll catch a murder (Catch a murder)

I’m smokin’ weed, I don’t f^k with dirty (F^k with dirty)

Can’t trust a E, ’cause these b^^ches dirty (‘Cause these b^^ches dirty)

I feel like Gleesh when I clutch my .30 (Uh)

Get out the streets, b^ch, you touchin’ thirty (Touchin’, uh)

Dski been trappin’, he just touched a thirty (Touched a—, uh)

Rich O be cappin’ but you know that’s brodie (Yeah)

Uh, ayy, Booka put the switch on for me broski (Broski)

Uh, these n^^gas lookin’ like these n^^gas know me (Know me)

Yeah, you ain’t my brother, you ain’t my dawg or homie (Homies)

We got poppin’, now they all our homies (Woo, gang)

I just had a threesome with two thick b^ches (Let’s get it)

They just suckin’ d^k ’cause I don’t lick b^^ches (Gang, woo, gang)

He know I f^ked his BM, now he sick with it (Gang, gang, gang)

Shot in his sh^t so when he spit, you know he twitch with it

Hellcats and Trackhawks (Let’s get it)

They got Timmy on the turn up, finna blast-off (Go)

He wouldn’t got caught for that body, took his mask off (Take is mask off)

She a ungrateful lil’ b^ch, I take her a^s off (Take her a^s off)

Give me them t^ties back, b^ch

They call my phone like, “Get them glizzys back”, b^^ch

Tell your favorite rapper we ain’t feelin’ that, b^ch

Tell your favorite trapper we ain’t hearin’ that (Let’s get it)

He want four thou’ but I got two, so n^ga give me that (Man, give me that)

This stick up easy, this sh^t pity pat (This sh^t pity pat)

Know how I bleed, this where my city at (Where my city at)

I’m from the ‘Raq, you know it’s litty there (You know it’s litty there)

I ain’t never bleed, that rap’ll get me there (Yeah)