Unreleased by Lil Tracy Lyrics
[Intro: Slug † Christ & Lil Tracy]
But they don't even know me (But they don’t even know me)
Do, do, do, do, do
Yeah, aye
Yuh, they told me that I will not blow (They told me that I will not blow)
Aye, they told me that I will not blow, yuh
[Verse 1: Lil Tracy & Slug † Christ]
Aye, they told me that I will not blow
Now I got shows lined up like blow (Yuh)
That bitch shaking ass, I'm like "Woah" (Woah, woah)
She don't want love, she want coke (Coke)
She don’t want kiss, she want dick (Cum)
I don't want shit, I want chips (Chips)
Imma get rich as a bitch (As a bitch)
Chandelier sit on my wrist (Damn)
Shoutout that bitch and her friend (Her friend)
I fucked them both I admit (I admit)
My momma think Imma die quick (Aye, aye)
I think that Imma diе quick (Yuh, yuh)
I got no friends, I got fam (Fam)
So please do not try shakе my hand (Do not try shake my hand)
I got no friends, I got fam
So please do not try shake my hand (Do not try shake my hand)
If I just stick to the plan (Stick to the plan)
Imma be spendin' them bands (Spendin' them bands)
I want some Ksubi and Gucci
And a lil bitch straight from France (Aye, yuh)
If I just stick to the plan
Imma be spendin' them bands (They think they know)
I want some Ksubi and Gucci (They think they know)
And a lil bitch straight from France
[Verse 2: Slug † Christ]
Yuh, they think they know to love me (Know to love me)
But they don't even know me (Don't even know me)
I wonder why they even love me
I'm fly to baby but I rather kick it by my lonely
Yuh, they think they know to love me (Know to love me, they don’t love me)
But they don’t even know me (Nope, nope)
I wonder why they even love me ([?] why?)
I'm fly to baby but I rather kick it by my lonely (Okay, okay)
I don’t like to chill with rappers 'cause they mostly corny (Real shit)
They actually actors, all they do is [?] boring
Yeah, I'm a eagle, I'm a angel sourin’ (Got you)
Can suck my fucking dick, Ronald what I'm snorting (Snorting, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You don't know me, blow me, blow me, blow me (Fuck you bitch)
I be surfin' with the squad and they only homies (That's facts)
I got my prodigy with me, name Tracy
I got Yung Eddy Baker and he fucking baking
But they don't even know me (But they don’t even know me)
Do, do, do, do, do
Yeah, aye
Yuh, they told me that I will not blow (They told me that I will not blow)
Aye, they told me that I will not blow, yuh
[Verse 1: Lil Tracy & Slug † Christ]
Aye, they told me that I will not blow
Now I got shows lined up like blow (Yuh)
That bitch shaking ass, I'm like "Woah" (Woah, woah)
She don't want love, she want coke (Coke)
She don’t want kiss, she want dick (Cum)
I don't want shit, I want chips (Chips)
Imma get rich as a bitch (As a bitch)
Chandelier sit on my wrist (Damn)
Shoutout that bitch and her friend (Her friend)
I fucked them both I admit (I admit)
My momma think Imma die quick (Aye, aye)
I think that Imma diе quick (Yuh, yuh)
I got no friends, I got fam (Fam)
So please do not try shakе my hand (Do not try shake my hand)
I got no friends, I got fam
So please do not try shake my hand (Do not try shake my hand)
If I just stick to the plan (Stick to the plan)
Imma be spendin' them bands (Spendin' them bands)
I want some Ksubi and Gucci
And a lil bitch straight from France (Aye, yuh)
If I just stick to the plan
Imma be spendin' them bands (They think they know)
I want some Ksubi and Gucci (They think they know)
And a lil bitch straight from France
[Verse 2: Slug † Christ]
Yuh, they think they know to love me (Know to love me)
But they don't even know me (Don't even know me)
I wonder why they even love me
I'm fly to baby but I rather kick it by my lonely
Yuh, they think they know to love me (Know to love me, they don’t love me)
But they don’t even know me (Nope, nope)
I wonder why they even love me ([?] why?)
I'm fly to baby but I rather kick it by my lonely (Okay, okay)
I don’t like to chill with rappers 'cause they mostly corny (Real shit)
They actually actors, all they do is [?] boring
Yeah, I'm a eagle, I'm a angel sourin’ (Got you)
Can suck my fucking dick, Ronald what I'm snorting (Snorting, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You don't know me, blow me, blow me, blow me (Fuck you bitch)
I be surfin' with the squad and they only homies (That's facts)
I got my prodigy with me, name Tracy
I got Yung Eddy Baker and he fucking baking