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track meet - cholopunx lyrics

[intro]
slide in a brand new two-door coupe
no, i can’t fuck with you
keep that tooly on me, i can’t trust my homies
keep that tooly on me, i can’t trust my homies (thelocaltrash)
thelocaltrash!

[chorus]
slide in a brand new two-door coupe
wonder why i can’t fuck with you?
i don’t even want no friends no more
i’m just tryna stack this guap to the moon
my possessions got finer, been draped down in designer
i just wanna get these racks, gonna flip these packs and that’s on my momma
walk in that b-tch with no stylist
getting older but a youngin’ been wildin’
used to ride buckets, high mileage
now i walk in the bank and i’m smilin’
track meet to the money, i’m tryna get me an early retirement
ain’t shit sweet, ain’t funny, i was just servin’ up dope in the masi

[bridge]
keep that tooly on me, i can’t trust my homies
them boys turned to dope fiends, whole time i’ve been holy
keep that tooly on me, i can’t trust my homies
them boys turned to police, whole time i’ve been holy

- cholopunx lyrics

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