Trick Trick (PBC) (feat. Yash B)
Pretty boy clique shit
Squad full of misfits
Treats chicks just like gang cases
They get dismissed
I got women checking in wimme like I'm Trick Trick
Got a lil ass but I treat ha like she thick thick
Thick thighs save lives
Talking bout this cash nigga
For the right price
On gang they gon blast niggas
Said he was wit bread gang
Till money bagged em up
Whole squad doing 20Ks
Get yo bag wit us
The hoe gon come with the bag
So the bag a must
Grew up poor mama poor papi
Never had a trust
And they say I got some issues
Ion trust shit
In stores mama told me
Boy don't touch shit
Now a nigga up a couple K
Get a bag bitch
How you worried bout first place
When you in last bitch
Fast whips
Gimme road rage i might crash shit
Slide quick
She all in my face but she average
Call my top shawty heroin
She a dope hoe
She ain't never suck dick
I turned ha to a throat goat
She never had shìt
Dior socks
Think she pop smoke
Did his 20K
With daddy Lo
Got his pops smoked
These niggas claim they the mob but I don't believe it
She gon screenshot when I dm she can't keep a secret
Had to put shawty on the block
Turned into Hakeem
Dikembe
When they sending shots I'm never gon see em
Pretty boy clique shit
Squad full of misfits
Treats chicks just like gang cases
They get dismissed
I got women checking in wimme like I'm Trick Trick
Got a lil ass but I treat ha like she thick thick
Pretty boy clique shit
Squad full of misfits
Treats chicks just like gang cases
They get dismissed
I got women checking in wimme like I'm Trick Trick
Got a lil ass but I treat ha like she thick thick
Shawty tryna see me day n nite like I'm Kid Cudi
Old heads dropping knowledge like The Wire Fuck you is, Cutty
Get that drank in me Iain showing love like my name Buddy
Dumbass dropped his wock on my shoes got my RAFs muddy
See em we gon chalk it out
Unk
We gon walk it out
I ain't hit her line in some months so she stalking now
When he see me he ain't do shit
Dumbass was just talking loud
Li bro won't put a crease in his McQueens
So he walked em down
Pretty boy clique shit
Squad full of misfits
Treats chicks just like gang cases
They get dismissed
I got women checking in wimme like I'm trick trick
Got a lil ass but I treat ha like she thick thick
Petite thang
In a keep wrang
We gon switch lanes
You know when you win too much
They wanna switch games
You know I keep me a supafreak like I'm Rick James
If we down bad we rob shit like we dick n Jane
Like we Dick and Jane
Niggas trading in they chains
We don't switch our chains
Squad full of misfits
Treats chicks just like gang cases
They get dismissed
I got women checking in wimme like I'm Trick Trick
Got a lil ass but I treat ha like she thick thick
Thick thighs save lives
Talking bout this cash nigga
For the right price
On gang they gon blast niggas
Said he was wit bread gang
Till money bagged em up
Whole squad doing 20Ks
Get yo bag wit us
The hoe gon come with the bag
So the bag a must
Grew up poor mama poor papi
Never had a trust
And they say I got some issues
Ion trust shit
In stores mama told me
Boy don't touch shit
Now a nigga up a couple K
Get a bag bitch
How you worried bout first place
When you in last bitch
Fast whips
Gimme road rage i might crash shit
Slide quick
She all in my face but she average
Call my top shawty heroin
She a dope hoe
She ain't never suck dick
I turned ha to a throat goat
She never had shìt
Dior socks
Think she pop smoke
Did his 20K
With daddy Lo
Got his pops smoked
These niggas claim they the mob but I don't believe it
She gon screenshot when I dm she can't keep a secret
Had to put shawty on the block
Turned into Hakeem
Dikembe
When they sending shots I'm never gon see em
Pretty boy clique shit
Squad full of misfits
Treats chicks just like gang cases
They get dismissed
I got women checking in wimme like I'm Trick Trick
Got a lil ass but I treat ha like she thick thick
Pretty boy clique shit
Squad full of misfits
Treats chicks just like gang cases
They get dismissed
I got women checking in wimme like I'm Trick Trick
Got a lil ass but I treat ha like she thick thick
Shawty tryna see me day n nite like I'm Kid Cudi
Old heads dropping knowledge like The Wire Fuck you is, Cutty
Get that drank in me Iain showing love like my name Buddy
Dumbass dropped his wock on my shoes got my RAFs muddy
See em we gon chalk it out
Unk
We gon walk it out
I ain't hit her line in some months so she stalking now
When he see me he ain't do shit
Dumbass was just talking loud
Li bro won't put a crease in his McQueens
So he walked em down
Pretty boy clique shit
Squad full of misfits
Treats chicks just like gang cases
They get dismissed
I got women checking in wimme like I'm trick trick
Got a lil ass but I treat ha like she thick thick
Petite thang
In a keep wrang
We gon switch lanes
You know when you win too much
They wanna switch games
You know I keep me a supafreak like I'm Rick James
If we down bad we rob shit like we dick n Jane
Like we Dick and Jane
Niggas trading in they chains
We don't switch our chains
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Writer(s): Davon Myers
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