TRACKMEET ft. GG Tef & Casey Chang Lyrics

I don't need no writing

I don't need no license

The flyest fuck the pilot

Shine so bright I got the sky lit

When I'm shooting I need silence

Double tapped he ain't dying

They ain't miss him they ain't crying

Take his heart we know the science

We cut him he feeling defeat

Splinter cell man we did it discrete

We track niggas so we gotta meet

How you stepping all I see is a crease

Thought you was up and up all I see decrease

Tlc? all I see is a creep

Lil bird I'm a aim at your peeps

Maid with me so we keeping it neat

This is a eagle shooting but it's still gonna tweet

This is like bird box ima kill if I see

We shook the whole world all you feel is the debris

It done got hot for him all he feel is degrees

Shit got hot for him all he feel is the breeze

I'm tryna get a smell of the pack it'll be gone in a breeze

Trapping so long I'm tryna move with the keys

I link up with Slutta he throwing up C's

I know some niggas that's throwing up B's

They be on the bricks still serving them fiends

Pour me up a six know I'm moving slowmo

Pass me a pack I'm scoring just like Ocho

Putting in these laws and actions just like Cuomo

Slide in a full grand coupe its a four door

Capital garments spend a couple bands in fabrics

I'm with the crew bad bitch

Money elastic just off the weed and the trap shit

Nigga I don't know about you but tef he stacking his cabbage

Thought he got the go on me but this ain't for fashion

Play with this shit then I get the blasting

Ran into them racks I had to step up

Stepped into a tonk I had to rep up

Told my bitch it ain't no better

Man my pockets so damn mad and they fed up

I'm on a rat race for that cheddar

It's that boy from round the way

I'm tryna sell a pound today

Boy I'm king I want my crown today

I've been selling drugs like I'm Rahday

I might pour a four on a Friday

I don't need no writing

I don't need no license

The flyest fuck the pilot

Shine so bright I got the sky lit

When I'm shooting I need silence

Double tapped he ain't dying

They ain't miss him they ain't crying

Take his heart we know the science

We cut them he feeling defeat

Splinter cell man we did it discrete

We track niggas so we gotta meet