Trick
(专辑: America's Sweetheart - 2020)
Bitch, I
been on the
come up (Come up) Yeah, every day I'm getting glam, yeah, I
stay done up Yeah, if you join the
squad then let me put my bun up You know I'm wit my squad and they about to run up (Run up) Like the
sun up Why you faking like you live it, take a
minute, handle bidness You ain't gotta pop that pussy fo' a
man who don't deserve it Fix your face, it's time to pit it, no more gimmicks, there's a
limit I
had visions, they all bit it, now they see me acting livid That's a
Renault, why you fronting like you own a
Porsche? Gucci sandals, Gucci belt, but can't pay child support You spend that money buying bags for them escorts Then baby momma getting nothing but a
JanSport Think we all just need to switch up, chasing clout to get their drip up Always doubt 'cause they some flip-flops, I
stay down 'cause I
love hip-hop Molding these plans at the
tip-top, scaring bitches, they some Hitchcocks Coming for the
crown, now shut it down, it's in the
bag like Ziploc I
stay talking shit 'cause all these bitches on my dick I
stay talking shit 'cause all these bitches on my dick I
stay talking shit 'cause all these bitches on my dick I
get down on my knees and pray, 'cause you a
fucking trick I
stay talking shit 'cause all these bitches on my dick I
stay talking shit 'cause all these bitches on my dick I
stay talking shit 'cause all these bitches on my dick I
get down on my knees and pray, 'cause you a
fucking trick Trick, call that sugar daddy He getting mad and 'bout to snatch you out that Caddy I'm getting bags, I
get that money with no daddy They on my back, watching me closely like a
nanny Eat a
punani Why you talking like you got it, and stop flossing like you bought it Think you saucing but you not it, think you awesome 'cause you comment Only own it if they profit, money told, it's not a
hobby So they chasing, they be stalking, so much fakeness, I'm astonished Fake-ass Rollie, cloudy diamonds that don't have a
shine You a
goalie, you be saving these hoes left and right Guacamole, what you call it when you get this green? You ain't about that life, your money more like rice and beans In my pockets like a
note, it make me vomit, shit is toxic They ain't even on my level, I'm a
comet, supersonic I'm a
rebel, I'm defiant, they just settle, they compliant They be scrounging tryna find it, I
be lounging at the
Hyatt I
stay talking shit 'cause all these bitches on my dick I
stay talking shit 'cause all these bitches on my dick I
stay talking shit 'cause all these bitches on my dick I
get down on my knees and pray, 'cause you a
fucking trick I
stay talking shit 'cause all these bitches on my dick I
stay talking shit 'cause all these bitches on my dick I
stay talking shit 'cause all these bitches on my dick I
get down on my knees and pray, 'cause you a
fucking trick Sweetie pie, I'm at that age where I
could fuck you or fuck your daddy You know why I
moved to Bel Air? Uh! So I
could get a
daddy, daddy, daddy I'll fuck your mom too, hahaha Ayo baby, grab me those keys to your dad's Maybach I
wanna go for a
ride Bitch, I
told you to bring the
black card too! Ha, just kidding, I
dunno