Trick Bag

[Intro] Uh Hundred block Pimpstead, you know what the fuck I- Yeah, yeah, yo [Verse 1] From quarter-waters to cutwater Dior velour warmup hoarder This custom order, you can't get it on Mr. Porter The engine roaring in the Porsche the spoiler Necklace with the big fifty pointers Picture broke niggas giving me pointers Watusi on the tusi Skate out of Gucci like Kristi Yamaguchi Flip you like a Samurai Suzuki I been nice since Iceberg shirts with the Snoopy Shoes is Berluti, my knife work a thing of beauty We lеave you in a two-seater bleeding profusеly Goofy, you be serving loose on the roof Dustjuice in a loosie, who slipped you a roofie Cougar tried to put roots on me but I'm not a noobie Could've been a QB how she threw the coochie Jet Beauty of the Week in Emilio Pucci, but now I'm Gucci Ma, I'm gucci, baby [Chorus] 656 no matter how thick thou shall not trick Yo, 656 no matter how thick thou shall not trick [Sample] [Interlude] All that ice is for me, baby Yeah, yeah, uh, straight up Let it breath some Uh, yeah, nigga, yeah 656, baby, yo [Verse 2] I bust my first shot in a jux, trotted on foot Threw the hammer in the lot for the trucks The job was botched up Baccarat body wash, huh, but I'm not washed up Diamond clusterfuck More rocks in the watch than bum niggas rhyming on a posse cut The Issey Miyake bomber was ox blood I promise you, bruh, this not the problem you want (You don't want none of this) You not with the drama, I'm tryna trauma dump and fuck up the fun Chanel Elmer Fudd, look better when I hunt I seen a chunk in the cut through a emerald cut, hit the indica Flawless hit it wasn't beginner's luck I will send you up on the wings of love Burn my fingers on the sun, fly your caesar cut up to kingdom come [Interlude 2] Marci 656, nigga, yeah, yo [Chorus] 656 no matter how thick thou shall not trick Yeah, 656 no matter how thick thou shall not trick Uh [Sample]