Lyrics WYA? - Lil Tracy

Milo' got a hit, boy
Ooh, b-big head on him
Let's go, let's go

Shawty bad, bad, bad, bad, bad (she bad)
Who you with, what you doing, where you at (where you at)
I hit it two nights in a row back to back (back, back)
I did two shows back to back, that's eighty racks
Hol' up, yeah, let me catch my vibe
Diamonds wet like water I got extra ice, yeah
Pockets getting fat they don't like exercise
She throw that ass in a circle, got me mesmerized, yeah

She looks so good, that girl a diva
She make them boys think they could get it, she a teaser
Lady in the streets, but in the sheets, that girl a eater
And she keep them fuckin' racks right on her Visa, let's go

Dior, Dior, Dior
I got drip on my body of course
Dior, Dior, Dior
I be spendin' them racks when I'm bored
What you in the mood for?
Said she wanna get fucked in the Porsche
Did a show in New York
Bitches scream when they see me perform

Can you change yo' fit everyday this month? No, no
Smokin' out this zip, yeah, bitch, I smell like kush cologne
She a bad lil' bitch, I could tell she already know
I'ma bag this bitch like groceries and take her home

Shawty bad, bad, bad, bad, bad (she bad)
Who you with, what you doing, where you at (where you at)
I hit it two nights in a row back to back (back, back)
I did two shows back to back that's eighty racks
Hol' up, yeah let me catch my vibe
Diamonds wet like water I got extra ice, yeah
Pockets getting fat they don't like exercise
She throw that ass in a circle, got me mesmerized, yeah