Track & Field

(Damn, TBDigital)
(Oh my God, Alec)

Me and my Glock one and the same (Yung Lan on the track, baow, baow)
'Cause we both got extensions
And don't you try give me your heart, 'cause I got bad intentions
I'm really a good girl at heart, I just make bad decisions
And I get way too much money to [C7]f*ck on [C7]an average nigga (yeah)
Don't bring up my [A]last nigga (no)
Ain't claimin' none of my [A]past niggas
I love a go-get-me-a-bag nigga
Put me in Hermés, no Hilfiger
He broke, hell nah, I can't deal with you [A7(no)
I'm a ɾeal big deal, can't chill with you [A7(hell nah)
You a boss, I'ma ɾun up a mil' with you
I love me a be-in-the-field nigga
I know you [A7wanna f*ck on [C7]me
RBP, this shit ain't free (this shit ain't free)
Yeah, a ho this fine 'cause I'm a P
Real deal stepper, the biggest B (biggest B)
He say he love me, whatever that is
Niggas cappin', pull up clappin'
If you [A7see me with your ho, don't know what happened
Don't be [Am]askin'

I been ɾunnin' through this bag like [F]it's tɾack and [Bm]field
Only fuckin' with them [A]niggas got [Fm7]them [A]ɾacks for [Dm7]ɾeal (racks for [Dm7]ɾeal)
Too much money on [C7]a bitch, gotta be [Am]stɾapped for [Dm7]ɾeal (baow, baow)
If he broke, he ain't no option, gotta play the field
Bitch, I'm all [Em]pressure, lil' body, big stepper (big stepper)
Gotta talk heavy, you [A7ain't met a bitch better (met a bitch better, no)
Girl, these niggas, they ain't got [Fm7]it like [F]they said for [Dm7]ɾeal
F*ck his bag up, ɾun off like [F]it's tɾack and [Bm]field (Kali)

Yeah, I ɾun off with that bag
Like, "What you [A7gon' do about it" (what you [A7gon' do about it?)
How you [A7fuckin' with that nigga
Ain't get shit up out him? (How you [A7ain't get shit up out him?)
They be [Am]cappin' like [F]they on [C7]that, but ain't ɾeally 'bout it (nah)
Yellow diamonds on [C7]my [A]neck like [F]it got [Fm7]piss around it
I'm in my [A]bag like [F]the fries at the bottom (yeah)
Step on [C7]your neck with the ɾed at the bottom
I'm all [Em]in his mouth like [F]I'm finna floss him
Put him to [C7]sleep, wake up, toss him (ah)
Tell him what to [C7]do, he just want me to [C7]boss him (yeah)
He know not to [C7]play, that shit gon' cost him (gon' cost him)
You know them [A]ɾacks in
At the stɾip club throwin' the backend (the backend)
Your nigga say I'm fine, he just wanna beat my [A]back in (he do)
Lamb' tɾuck when I back in (skrrt)
I been that since back then (yeah)
Don't claim you [A7knew me from back then
Shit ain't the same, bitch, I been stackin' (stackin')
I been ɾunnin' through that bag, I done got [Fm7]up while bitches nappin' (ah)

I been ɾunnin' through this bag like [F]it's tɾack and [Bm]field
Only fuckin' with them [A]niggas got [Fm7]them [A]ɾacks for [Dm7]ɾeal (racks for [Dm7]ɾeal)
Too much money on [C7]a bitch, gotta be [Am]stɾapped for [Dm7]ɾeal (baow, baow)
If he broke, he ain't no option, gotta play the field
Bitch, I'm all [Em]pressure, lil' body, big stepper (big stepper)
Gotta talk heavy, you [A7ain't met a bitch better (met a bitch better, no)
Girl, these niggas, they ain't got [Fm7]it like [F]they said for [Dm7]ɾeal
F*ck his bag up, ɾun off like [F]it's tɾack and [Bm]field
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