Damn Fool - Trick Trick

Yeah!, fucking with you nigga

Trick Trick!

Okay

It’s the return of the illest motherfucker

Ever shit between two bricks

Not one, but two tricks, nigga, too sick

They won’t come to the D, they say I’m too slick

You wanna know who I’m talking about?

You, bitch

Keep your Twitters about me, save your two cents

Very few real niggas that’s doing this music

Bitches call me ignorant, niggas call me a nuisance (What!)

I can say «Fuck this beat», and do it acoustic

The shit that I’ma say to a nigga will make 'em useless

The Sqwad get ahold of a nigga, they make him toothless

Ooh shit, I’m by myself and you’re crw-sick

Ask about big homie, they gon' tell you I’m ruthlss

Smashing you ho-ass niggas' on my to-do list (Woo)

Right after I murder this cowboy at Ruth Chris (Yee-ha)

Run up on 'em, scale him in his throat with a toothpick

Fuck the police, I’m on that old school shit

Pushin' so much dick in these hoes they call me broomstick

Remember last summer when the fifteen police come get that

Crazy nigga, and all of 'em got fucked up?

That’s me!