She like the way that I be throwin' all these racks, yeah
Put it on the floor, I need some more, I put her on her back
Track star, cause the way that I be runnin' on these tracks
Gotta keep it on me, cause you know that I don't ever lack
Throwin' bands, throwin' hands, throw em' in the air
She gon' throw it back, I'ma smack, I ain't playin' fair
I'ma let it stack, all this paper, I don't like to share
Gotta rotation on me, cause I always gotta keep a spare, yeah
She got Bible quotes in her bio, but she ain't a saint
Drew Brees, I'ma step in that pocket and let it rain
Two, three, step backs, feel like D-Lo, ice in my veins
You don't got my respect, it's somethin' that you gotta gain
Pick her up, drop her down, she ain't from around town
Cruisin' through the city, five percent with the windows down
Movin' like a king, I ain't givin' her a crown
I'ma pick her up and I'ma leave her face down
She like the way that I be throwin' all these racks, yeah
Put it on the floor, I need some more, I put her on her back
Track star, cause the way that I be runnin' on these tracks
Gotta keep it on me, cause you know that I don't ever lack
Throwin' bands, throwin' hands, throw em' in the air
She gon' throw it back, I'ma smack, I ain't playin' fair
I'ma let it stack, all this paper, I don't like to share
Gotta rotation on me, cause I always gotta keep a spare, yeah
Glock on my hip, and you know it's automatic
I'm causin' static, she wanna film it, it's cinematic
I'm livin' lavish, no magician, I'ma get you vanished
She tryna live her life without me, yeah, that's sum tragic
Take a look around and tell me what you see
I've been spendin' money like it's growin' on trees, fax
Where you tryna go to, Paris or Greece
I don't care about the fees, everything is on me, baby
She like the way that I be throwin' all these racks, yeah
Put it on the floor, I need some more, I put her on her back
Track star, cause the way that I be runnin' on these tracks
Gotta keep it on me, cause you know that I don't ever lack
Throwin' bands, throwin' hands, throwin' em' in the air
She gon' throw it back, I'ma smack, I ain't playin' fair
I'ma let it stack, all this paper, I don't like to share
Gotta rotation on me, cause I always gotta keep a spare, yeah
Jesse Lane - Track Star Lyrics
Jesse Lane - Track Star Lyrics
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She like the way that I be throwin' all these racks, yeah
Put it on the floor, I need some more, I put her on her back
Track star, cause the way that I be runnin' on these tracks
Gotta keep it on me, cause you know that I don't ever lack
Throwin' bands, throwin' hands, throw em' in the air
She gon' throw it back, I'ma smack, I ain't playin' fair
I'ma let it stack, all this paper, I don't like to share
Gotta rotation on me, cause I always gotta keep a spare, yeah
She got Bible quotes in her bio, but she ain't a saint
Drew Brees, I'ma step in that pocket and let it rain
Two, three, step backs, feel like D-Lo, ice in my veins
You don't got my respect, it's somethin' that you gotta gain
Pick her up, drop her down, she ain't from around town
Cruisin' through the city, five percent with the windows down
Movin' like a king, I ain't givin' her a crown
I'ma pick her up and I'ma leave her face down
She like the way that I be throwin' all these racks, yeah
Put it on the floor, I need some more, I put her on her back
Track star, cause the way that I be runnin' on these tracks
Gotta keep it on me, cause you know that I don't ever lack
Throwin' bands, throwin' hands, throw em' in the air
She gon' throw it back, I'ma smack, I ain't playin' fair
I'ma let it stack, all this paper, I don't like to share
Gotta rotation on me, cause I always gotta keep a spare, yeah
Glock on my hip, and you know it's automatic
I'm causin' static, she wanna film it, it's cinematic
I'm livin' lavish, no magician, I'ma get you vanished
She tryna live her life without me, yeah, that's sum tragic
Take a look around and tell me what you see
I've been spendin' money like it's growin' on trees, fax
Where you tryna go to, Paris or Greece
I don't care about the fees, everything is on me, baby
She like the way that I be throwin' all these racks, yeah
Put it on the floor, I need some more, I put her on her back
Track star, cause the way that I be runnin' on these tracks
Gotta keep it on me, cause you know that I don't ever lack
Throwin' bands, throwin' hands, throwin' em' in the air
She gon' throw it back, I'ma smack, I ain't playin' fair
I'ma let it stack, all this paper, I don't like to share
Gotta rotation on me, cause I always gotta keep a spare, yeah
Put it on the floor, I need some more, I put her on her back
Track star, cause the way that I be runnin' on these tracks
Gotta keep it on me, cause you know that I don't ever lack
Throwin' bands, throwin' hands, throw em' in the air
She gon' throw it back, I'ma smack, I ain't playin' fair
I'ma let it stack, all this paper, I don't like to share
Gotta rotation on me, cause I always gotta keep a spare, yeah
She got Bible quotes in her bio, but she ain't a saint
Drew Brees, I'ma step in that pocket and let it rain
Two, three, step backs, feel like D-Lo, ice in my veins
You don't got my respect, it's somethin' that you gotta gain
Pick her up, drop her down, she ain't from around town
Cruisin' through the city, five percent with the windows down
Movin' like a king, I ain't givin' her a crown
I'ma pick her up and I'ma leave her face down
She like the way that I be throwin' all these racks, yeah
Put it on the floor, I need some more, I put her on her back
Track star, cause the way that I be runnin' on these tracks
Gotta keep it on me, cause you know that I don't ever lack
Throwin' bands, throwin' hands, throw em' in the air
She gon' throw it back, I'ma smack, I ain't playin' fair
I'ma let it stack, all this paper, I don't like to share
Gotta rotation on me, cause I always gotta keep a spare, yeah
Glock on my hip, and you know it's automatic
I'm causin' static, she wanna film it, it's cinematic
I'm livin' lavish, no magician, I'ma get you vanished
She tryna live her life without me, yeah, that's sum tragic
Take a look around and tell me what you see
I've been spendin' money like it's growin' on trees, fax
Where you tryna go to, Paris or Greece
I don't care about the fees, everything is on me, baby
She like the way that I be throwin' all these racks, yeah
Put it on the floor, I need some more, I put her on her back
Track star, cause the way that I be runnin' on these tracks
Gotta keep it on me, cause you know that I don't ever lack
Throwin' bands, throwin' hands, throwin' em' in the air
She gon' throw it back, I'ma smack, I ain't playin' fair
I'ma let it stack, all this paper, I don't like to share
Gotta rotation on me, cause I always gotta keep a spare, yeah
Writer: Jesse Lane
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