Tricks lyrics

f*ck her one time then I'm threw with it
If it ain't bread ion know what to do it
Baught a lil Tommy in New to it
I might just take it off safety and shoot the sh*t
All I rock Levi's and trues
Im true to myself eatin good on my Buddha sh*t
My b*tch rock Gucci and loui
And yeah that's my side but she already new that sh*t
Yeah that's my side but she knew that sh*t
Yeah Ima liar she knew that sh*t
Yeah Ima f*ck on your friend kick her out and then f*ck on you too like I'm new to it aye
Skirt in that whip it's a fast car
Driving that sh*t like it's NASCAR
Ok maybe this a rental but you in a civic and I'm in a jaguar aye
Run them bands up like a track star aye
I'm on the beach at the sandbar aye
You should delete all your music and quit n*gga that's if you even got that far aye
Dat part aye
Dat part aye
My new lil b*tch in a rover
I'm getting green like a clover
Boy you a b*tch Ima soldier
Ok n*gga
Ok n*gga
Ok Brodie
Ok woadie
Why does this b*tch keep on beggin for more
Why I got money and women and clothes
Why I got n*ggas that's still in the trap whippin up for the low and they still on the stove
Ok Brodie
Ok Brodie
Why I gotta be strapped up like a dike
Only 5'5 n*gga ion wanna fight
But this 4 5 might take a n*gga life
Ok b*tch
Ok b*tch
Go head dance on this di*k real quick
Go head smash like I gotta hit stick
Running up bands cus I'm tryina get rich
Aye b*tch so thick b*tch so thick
Ass so fat Ima bust real quick
Smokin on gas while I'm putting on my kicks
No lucky charms boy this 9 like tricks aye
Aye b*tch so thick b*tch so thick
Ass keep shaking but the money keep
Ass keep shaking but the money keep
Over