Lyrics Bitches on the Track - Rome Fortune, Miloh Smith

Bitches on the Track

Girl you look good
But you ain’t sexier than me baby
Girl you know I would
But you ain’t getting shit from me baby
I just got to live right
Even if I’m dead wrong
Beautiful bitch keep your head right
You know my pimp hand strong
Been taught to fly
Young lord to the whores
And the stars
Shit you can’t afford
Hit the strip, use the back door
I put my bitches on the track
I put my bitches on the track
See
See
I put my bitches on the track
See
See
I said
I said
I said
Fuck with me
Hoes pray for good luck with me
Shake him ‘cause they feel stuck with me
I’m luckily a real nigga so
Mami, please run that back by me
Lay that thing beside me
Or just leave the scene ‘cause I be
Smoking on the anti
I be damn high
Kinda damn fly
I’m the man I
Let me be, let me be
Get the damn guap
Get the damn guap
Get the damn guap
Get the damn guap
Get the damn guap
‘Til the rubber bands pop
Yeah
Get the damn guap
Get it all day yeah
Anyday, anyday
It ain’t nothing to me
It ain’t nothing to it
Oh no
Its beautiful
I put my bitches on the track
I put my bitches on the track
See
See
I put my bitches on the track
See
See