Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Track & Field, artist - Enchanting. Date of issue: 09.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Track & Field |
| Me and my Glock one and the same |
| 'Cause we both got extensions (Yung Lan on the track, baow, baow) |
| 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 fuck on an average nigga (Yeah) |
| Don’t bring up my last nigga (No) |
| Ain’t claimin' none of my 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 (No) |
| I’m a real big deal, can’t chill with you (Hell nah) |
| You a boss, I’ma run up a mil' with you |
| I love me a be-in-the-field nigga |
| I know you wanna fuck on 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 see me with your ho, don’t know what happened |
| Don’t be askin' |
| I been runnin' through this bag like it’s track and field |
| Only fuckin' with them niggas got them racks for real (Racks for real) |
| Too much money on a bitch, gotta be strapped for real (Baow, baow) |
| If he broke, he ain’t no option, gotta play the field |
| Bitch, I’m all pressure, lil' body, big stepper (Big stepper) |
| Gotta talk heavy, you ain’t met a bitch better (Met a bitch better, no) |
| Girl, these niggas, they ain’t got it like they said for real |
| Fuck his bag up, run off like it’s track and field (Kali) |
| Yeah, I run off with that bag like, «What you gon' do about it» |
| (What you gon' do about it?) |
| How you fuckin' with that nigga, ain’t get shit up out him? |
| (How you ain’t get shit up out him?) |
| They be cappin' like they on that, but ain’t really 'bout it (Nah) |
| Yellow diamonds on my neck like it got piss around it |
| I’m in my bag like the fries at the bottom (Yeah) |
| Step on your neck with the red at the bottom |
| I’m all in his mouth like I’m finna floss him |
| Put him to sleep, wake up, toss him (Ah) |
| Tell him what to do, he just want me to boss him (Yeah) |
| He know not to play, that shit gon' cost him (Gon' cost him) |
| You know them racks in |
| At the strip club throwin' the backend (The backend) |
| Your nigga say I’m fine, he just wanna beat my back in (He do) |
| Lam' truck when I back in (Skrrt) |
| I been that since back then (Yeah) |
| Don’t claim you knew me from back then |
| Shit ain’t the same, bitch, I been stackin' (Stackin') |
| I been runnin' through that bag, I done got up while bitches nappin' (Ah) |
| I been runnin' through this bag like it’s track and field |
| Only fuckin' with them niggas got them racks for real (Racks for real) |
| Too much money on a bitch, gotta be strapped for real (Baow, baow) |
| If he broke, he ain’t no option, gotta play the field |
| Bitch, I’m all pressure, lil' body, big stepper (Big stepper) |
| Gotta talk heavy, you ain’t met a bitch better (Met a bitch better, no) |
| Girl, these niggas, they ain’t got it like they said for real |
| Fuck his bag up, run off like it’s track and field |