Track North

[Intro]

(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)

[Verse 1: Lil Baby]

I'm still acting like a soldier knowing damn well that I'm the biggest member

Tell my fans I'm cool dawg taking pictures, they might see my pistol

We done did some shit, she ate my kids, I swear I never kissed her

I left brodie them a lot of pounds and not a bag went missing

All the bros gon' shoot, they don't know who hit 'em

I make thirty racks a day from serving, now I'm through dealing

I told Gee, "I fuck with you, I don't get cool with new niggas"

I'm a savage to my heart, I work the same move on two sisters

She gave me a key but I'm too big for me to move with her

That other bitch ain't into sucking dick, I guess I'm through with her

I done hit her bestie, she ain't tell me she was cool with her

I customize the Lamb truck, I come through this shit with blue leather

Show me you can do better, shoot my shot at whoever

Baby run a new era, she outside 'cause you let her

Too many bitches Hugh Hefner, another million, new shovel, you dig that

You just in line, only won't be nothing to push your wig back

Hellcat, shooters inside, trailing a Maybach

I done fell back, too much to lose, can't be no fucking fool

Said "Fuck class," I needed some money, so I dropped out of school

I'm hands-on, I ain't relaxin' I still got something to prove

[Verse 2: EST Gee]

OT, they know EST preceded by my work

I get paid to rap a beat full, that'll put you on a shirt

Nina a freaky slut, I slide it in her butt to make her squirt

We gon' hear bout if you turnt, thought she loved me, fucking burned

They gon' put put you on so much meds, you don't die, you wish you would

I'm a project baby, my daddy still raised me say "yes, sir"

Had no mask, I used my shirt, God can't save you from getting murked

We still wanted for our turf but this ain't football

Trey told me don't run off on Henry but I still took off

Good thing I had good dog, good thing I ain't give a fuck

You can't get respect from my lil bro if you ain't slid with us

They can revoke my time round with that iron, I still ain't put it up

Fuck it though (Yeah, yeah, yeah)