Tracking Numbers

[Chorus: Berner]

Tracking numbers, I got that info

8AM, paranoid, looking out my window

Tracking numbers, yeah we throw away phones

And I don't like talking, even if it's in code

Tracking numbers

[Verse 1: Berner]

Yeah we really played with the work

I'm playing with my money, put your face on a shirt

Tell that man not to play with my box

And be careful when we talk on my telephone, it's hot, yeah

I'ma need another spot, yeah

I just bought another watch, yeah

I just pulled another crop

For this weed I charge a lot, I move it all before it rot, yeah

The bay is in the building

I wake up, smoke a joint, and piss another million

Many men, many men they want to kill him

But he don't give a fuck, he don't be up in his feelings

I'm on my Don shit, you be in other men's pockets

Stop it, just like a bitch is how you gossip

We grabbed the game by the throat and then we locked it

I wrapped it up three times, box it then I drop ship

[Chorus: Berner]

Tracking numbers, I got that info

8AM, paranoid, looking out my window

Tracking numbers, yeah we throw away phones

And I don't like talking, even if it's in code

Tracking numbers

Tracking numbers

Tracking numbers

[Verse 2: Young Dolph]

I'm 'bout my cheese nigga, Rottel

I think I just heard the doorbell

I just had an adrenaline rush

Only thing I think about's a hundred million bucks

Small fry lil niggas, I don't see 'em

The streets love a nigga 'cause I really feed 'em

If I get a green light then they gon' eat 'em

The streets love a nigga 'cause I really feed 'em

I earned my stripes nigga, I don't wear Adidas

Dope boy, I might rock me a pair of Filas

I used to look up to the niggas with three beepers

I'm sick of rappers calling, asking for a feature

Went got a plug and ran that shit up with my people

You say you trapping just like me but we not equal

I jumped out the Bentley and hopped in the Regal

Boy I did numbers in the trap like I'm the Beatles

[Chorus: Berner]

Tracking numbers, I got that info

8AM, paranoid, looking out my window

Tracking numbers, yeah we throw away phones

And I don't like talking, even if it's in code

Tracking numbers

Tracking numbers

Tracking numbers

[Verse 3: Philthy Rich]

Trafficking, nigga trafficking

Vacuum seal all the packages

Hundred thou under matresses

Backflips on the pussy mattresses

I lost it all and got it back again

Got a bad bitch sex trafficking

Latino, Asian, and African

I don't fuck with Qualy' only Actavis

That's a real nigga, it's no higher

They don't wanna play the high though

They want low numbers, I'm a road runner

Pullin' up in this thing more than five though

Tryna get it back with my bravo

200K through TSA

When I touch down, no fives and tens

Blue Benjamins like Longway

I fuck with Memphis the long way

Shoutout Jay Fizzle and Key Glock

Where I'm from you gotta keep a Glock

And some change on you for when the meter stop

A lot of these niggas never seen a pot

Let alone ever sold a rock

In the old school playin' "100 Shots"

Four eighteens until the speakers pop

If it don't touch down you better not truck it

The boys have intercepted the package

I hope that real was a dummy address

With a dummy name, you know they gonna match it

My nigga pour the eight, you know I'm goin' to Magic

Got a bad bitch but I love the rachets

In the club you know I keep the rachets

Told the plug to drop a pin and sent the addy, it's Philth

[Chorus: Berner]

Tracking numbers, I got that info

8AM, paranoid, looking out my window

Tracking numbers, yeah we throw away phones

And I don't like talking, even if it's in code

Tracking numbers

Tracking numbers

Tracking numbers