[Chorus]
Huh, Trackhawk, burning the asphalt
Got a bad ass bitch with a cash walk
I'ma take over the Billboard
My fit so fresh, need a billboard
I'm a man, these n***as some little boys
Understand the shit that I did for you
(I did for you)

[Verse 1]
Put me on a cross for all the shit I did for you
I don't think I'm God, but I really live for you
I don't think I'm God, thankful for what he did for me
I've been gettin' rich, my mama said she see it on me
I've been gettin' rich, my partners said they see it on me
I've been gettin' rich, these bitches said they see it on me
If they with Lonely, then why I’m lonely?
I made another million, bought some fly shit, didn’t even post it
I’m with this fly ass bitch, shе look like she belong on a postеr
These n***as said they paid, but they posers
I been making my own damn way, bitch I’m focused
I been on my way, I ain’t lookin’ over my shoulder
It’s been 26 days, and for not one, I been sober
I got bands, no parade
I don’t drip no Alexander Wang
I spent a rack on my new shades
I got pants from a rave, diamonds dancin’, rave
Put my hands up, it’s gon’ blind you
I spent a n***a head on my chain
(Huh, aye, Look Killa)
[Chorus]
Huh, Trackhawk, burning the asphalt
Got a bad ass bitch with a cash walk
I'ma take over the Billboard
My fit so fresh, need a billboard
I'm a man, these n***as some little boys
Understand the shit that I did for you

[Refrain]
Understand the shit that I did for em’, understand the shit that I did for her
Understand the shit that I came from, understand the shit that I did for us

[Verse 2]
Why they worried bout’ what my wrists doin’?
I spent 20,000 in a day just on some Rick Owens
If I say I need another burn, then plug gon’ throw it to me
I ain’t never, ever, worried bout’ what these other n***as doin’
I got way too many thots, I’m never worried bout’ what ya’ bitches doin’
I got way too many thots, I can’t slow down, let the codeine do it
When it come to taste, yeah, I’m fluent
When it come to swag, yeah, I’m fluent
When it come to bags, yeah, I’m fluent
When it come to cash, yeah I’m fluent
And my diamonds water, so fluid
If she try to leave, I let her do it
Think bout’ tryin’ me, don’t do it
Yeah, the green meetin’ red dots
Got my pointer chain in Dippin’ Dots
I do [?], I'm gettin' guap
I don't rock Fendi, but I'm double FN and n***a, that's two FN's on my side
I got Margiela on my thot, I got money in my bank account
I'ma keep goin', never stop
I'ma spend and add to my watch
(Watch, yeah)
[Chorus]
Huh, Trackhawk, burning the asphalt
Got a bad ass bitch with a cash walk
I'ma take over the Billboard
My fit so fresh, need a billboard
I'm a man, these n***as some little boys
Understand the shit that I did for you
(Did for you)

[Refrain]
(Understand, understand, understand)

[Outro]
Understand the shit that I did for em’, understand the shit that I did for her
Understand the shit that I came from, understand the shit that I did for us