Cold Hart On My Wrist Lil Tracy

[Lyrics from Snippet]

[Verse 1: Lil Soda Boi]
[?] wit' the halo
[?]
I can't fuck wit opps, I can't fuck wit opps
[?]
I be smoking loud every single [?]
Phone twerkin' like a ho
[?] bitch [?]
[?] smokin' dope
I'm the boss [?]
Twistin' up the dope like a dreadlock
I be [?] like it's [?]
I don't give no fuck bout the fed cops
I don't give no fuck about the fed cops
Star Boy, I'ma shine bright
Star Boy in the night light
Star Boy I'm the most high
Star boy, bitch it's go time

[Verse 2: Lil Tracy]
I could call my ex up just to get necked up (Just to get necked up)
They sleep on me, I like how Tracy get 'em up (Get 'em up)
Pennies falling out yo pocket when you getting up (What the fuck)
PayPal gwala, I count Digibucks (PayPal, PayPal)
Cold Hart on my wrist, yeah, yeah
Cold Hart on my wrist (Cold Hart)
I just want a Benz sitting on ten-inch rims (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
To you I'm M.I.A, boy I be 'round my way (I be 'round my way)
Gemstone bullets popping out the K (Grrah, rrah, rrah, rrah)