Hellcats And Trackhawks Lyrics Song Details: Hellcats And Trackhawks Lyrics by Lil Durk. The song name is Hellcats And Trackhawks sung by Only The Family & Lil Durk.
Hellcats And Trackhawks Lyrics
[verse: Lil Durk]
I Remember Claiming Dipset (Let’s Get It)
I Had Some Bitches On My Line, I Told Them Bitches Get They Lips Wet (Bi*h, Get Your Lips Wet)
Lock That Door, Where Them Bows At? (Let’s Get It)
Search For His Gun, Where His Pole At? (Where His Pole At?)
We On His A**, Where His Shows At? (Where His Shows At?)
He Get Away, We On His A**, Where He Parole At? (Where Hе Parole At?)
I Be Hatin’ When Thеse Rappers Call These Rappers Brothers (Brothers)
Only The Family In My Eyes, Bi*h, We Got Each Other (Yeah)
I Popped A Perc’ And Drunk A Gallon, Man, That Hurt My Stomach (Man, What?)
Doin’ The Dash Inside The Lamb’, That Shit Had Make Me Vomit (Yeah, Yeah)
Fuck From The Back, I Pull Her Hair, She Screamin’ While She Cummin’ (She Cummin’)
Got Foenem’ G-locks, They Be Clutchin’ Every Time They Servin’ (Gang)
With All That Rah-rah, Like You Like That, Come Around, You Nervous (On Gang)
Sneaky Talkin’ Like You Like That, Now You Actin’ Turtle (On Gang)
Yeah, You Ain’t Like That, You Ain’t Catch A Murder
Opps Be Threatenin’ Me In My Dm, We Ain’t Never Worried (We Ain’t Never Worried)
Bleed, Free Lil Steve, Yeah, I Call Him Curry (Curry)
He Be To Himself But He’ll Catch A Murder (Catch A Murder)
I’m Smokin’ Weed, I Don’t F** With Dirty (F** With Dirty)
Can’t Trust A E, ’cause These Bi*h Dirty (’cause These Bi*h Dirty)
I Feel Like Gleesh When I Clutch My .30 (Uh)
Get Out The Streets, Bi*h, You Touchin’ Thirty (Touchin’, Uh)
Dski Been Trappin’, He Just Touched A Thirty (Touched A—, Uh)
Rich O Be Cappin’ But You Know That’s Brodie (Yeah)
Uh, Ayy, Booka Put The Switch On For Me Broski (Broski)
Uh, These Niggas Lookin’ Like These Niggas Know Me (Know Me)
Yeah, You Ain’t My Brother, You Ain’t My Dawg Or Homie (Homies)
We Got Poppin’, Now They All Our Homies (Woo, Gang)
I Just Had A T** With Two Thick Bi*h (Let’s Get It)
They Just S* D* ’cause I Don’t Lick Bi*h (Gang, Woo, Gang)
He Know I F** His Bm, Now He Sick With It (Gang, Gang, Gang)
Shot In His Shit So When He Spit, You Know He Twitch With It
Hellcats And Trackhawks (Let’s Get It)
They Got Timmy On The Turn Up, Finna Blast-off (Go)
He Wouldn’t Got Caught For That Body, Took His Mask Off (Take Is Mask Off)
She A Ungrateful Lil’ Bitch, I Take Her A** Off (Take Her A** Off)
Give Me Them Titties Back, Bi*h
They Call My Phone Like, “Get Them Glizzys Back”, Bi*h
Tell Your Favorite Rapper We Ain’t Feelin’ That, Bi*h
Tell Your Favorite Trapper We Ain’t Hearin’ That (Let’s Get It)
He Want Four Thou’ But I Got Two, So Nigga Give Me That (Man, Give Me That)
This Stick Up Easy, This Shit Pity Pat (This Shit Pity Pat)
Know How I Bleed, This Where My City At (Where My City At)
I’m From The ‘raq, You Know It’s Litty There (You Know It’s Litty There)
I Ain’t Never Bleed, That Rap’ll Get Me There (Yeah)
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