Yeah Track Hawk go too fast like NASCAR
Yeah bitch blast off catch me in that red car
It's a high speed chase that I'm feelin
GTA put the stars to the ceiling
Slip and slide let em in
I gon call my woadies
That's my motha f*cking twin
Ain't no second chances in this life that we can win
Ricky Bobby donuts in this shit we poppin benz
Yeah Locked up in my car and I can't leave
Somebody save me
Trouble by my past and I can't see
I can't see no more can't pick up the phone
Whipping back and forth switching lanes of course
You talk about my f*ckin' whip can't get the best of me
I'm driving too f*cking fast you can't get next to me
Yeah Track Hawk go too fast like NASCAR
Yeah bitch blast off catch me in that red car
It's a high speed chase that I'm feelin
GTA put the stars to the ceiling
Slip and slide let em in
I gon call my woadies
That's my motha f*cking twin
Ain't no second chances in this life that we can win
Ricky Bobby donuts in this shit we poppin benz
NiNeO3 - TRACK HAWK Lyrics
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Yeah Track Hawk go too fast like NASCAR
Yeah bitch blast off catch me in that red car
It's a high speed chase that I'm feelin
GTA put the stars to the ceiling
Slip and slide let em in
I gon call my woadies
That's my motha f*cking twin
Ain't no second chances in this life that we can win
Ricky Bobby donuts in this shit we poppin benz
Yeah Locked up in my car and I can't leave
Somebody save me
Trouble by my past and I can't see
I can't see no more can't pick up the phone
Whipping back and forth switching lanes of course
You talk about my f*ckin' whip can't get the best of me
I'm driving too f*cking fast you can't get next to me
Yeah Track Hawk go too fast like NASCAR
Yeah bitch blast off catch me in that red car
It's a high speed chase that I'm feelin
GTA put the stars to the ceiling
Slip and slide let em in
I gon call my woadies
That's my motha f*cking twin
Ain't no second chances in this life that we can win
Ricky Bobby donuts in this shit we poppin benz
Yeah bitch blast off catch me in that red car
It's a high speed chase that I'm feelin
GTA put the stars to the ceiling
Slip and slide let em in
I gon call my woadies
That's my motha f*cking twin
Ain't no second chances in this life that we can win
Ricky Bobby donuts in this shit we poppin benz
Yeah Locked up in my car and I can't leave
Somebody save me
Trouble by my past and I can't see
I can't see no more can't pick up the phone
Whipping back and forth switching lanes of course
You talk about my f*ckin' whip can't get the best of me
I'm driving too f*cking fast you can't get next to me
Yeah Track Hawk go too fast like NASCAR
Yeah bitch blast off catch me in that red car
It's a high speed chase that I'm feelin
GTA put the stars to the ceiling
Slip and slide let em in
I gon call my woadies
That's my motha f*cking twin
Ain't no second chances in this life that we can win
Ricky Bobby donuts in this shit we poppin benz
Writer: Brandon Benton, Brent Hicks
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