track shoes - yn jay lyrics
n*gga took off first shot, where your track shoes?
i know a n*gga got indited for a murder ’cause his tattoos
why your heels flying out the back, you got fat shoes
i can tell you finna hit a l!ck, you got black shoes!
bad b*tch dancing with her feet, she got tap shoes
oh, you talking about, like, tap dancing?
i don’t really like jordan 1s, them some flat shoes
shut the f*ck up and sit still like a statue
every time a n*gga doing good, i get bad news
who would’ve thought that last little trip be your last move
went to school high back in high school, i got kicked out my classroom
for tryna con(?) some paper in the math room
i just seen somebody momma daughter in her dad room
b*tch want me to take her out to eat? you еat fast food!
b*tch you got some dirty ass hair, you need shampoo
heard somebody playing in my trash? it’s a raccoon!
eat hеr doonies down from the side, got her back loose
she a freak, but she ain’t a hoe, she just act loose
n*gga tried to walk inside my crib, let me pat you
if you close your eyes in my house, it’s a black room
tell a bad b*tch “step back,” i need more room
how the f*ck is you gon’ judge me? this a courtroom?
the f*ck! is the heat turned up? this a warm room
i just hit a bad college b*tch in a dorm room
dookie on me b*tch, i’m walking sh*t like horse shoes
only got eighty*seven whe—you talking about like eighty*seven thousand?
only got eighty*seven pair i need more shoes
made my first hundred last year, i need more blues
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