Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Avi Adeuxla
Avi Adeuxla
Songwriter
Joshua Rodríguez
Joshua Rodríguez
Songwriter
Isaac Zamora
Isaac Zamora
Songwriter

Lyrics

Smoke with Avi, boy you don't really want that Like magic, I turn a boy to a pack That boy been telling them lies so his house where I stopped at Imagine these mofuckas' didn't cap Tragic, fuck with me, ten deep We in traffic and we all hella geeked This is a habit, you cannot finesse me Aye, take this shit, it's a drug and it's free I been doing this shit since I was young Yeah, yeah since I was a jit Oh yeah, jit-ski Yeah, since I was a jit-ski Make a play come back like a frisbee I'm not playing Hit a trick, I just had a mofucka' ship out my shit real quick No cap Trick, trick, trick He call me up, he like where it at? Haha, you just got finessed Took that money and bought me more packs Baby I don't fuck with no bitch If I pick you up just know that I'm gonna tap She like "okay yeah I'm cool with that" Cause my dick hit the spot, it's like I got a map Okay and me and Yeezy relate, my Balenciaga jeans pocket got gap (Aye, aye) Balenci, Balenci pink NYC like I'm from The Big A, Aye Mihara, Mihara mink with a Tsumura hoodie yea I love the Japanese (Aye, aye) She wanna, she wanna link Just to start off the week imma' need like three baddies I been in love with narcotics I got me the product like what would I do with out it? I been fiending for diamonds and crystals I know that Tiffany plugging the Pateks Swear I'm too good at the music I got me a house full I filled up the basement and attic Brother Adeuxla got bottomless closet He lost in the world of material fabrics Say I'm too good for the ghetto, I'm building with Legos I'm moving myself to a mansion She gonna' trick, trick, trick Got me the guala money cannot fix Sold out my stocks and I cop me new Ricks Pop me a Moet, she hit me a lick What do I pick, pick, pick Got me a girl, I'm still scouting a bitch Got it secured, I'm in love with the risk Popped me a Molly, welcome to abyss Shit, Molly a bitch Out my mind, I just hit a flip She in my DMs, yeah that bitch a trick But I seen the way that she look at the clique Yea, she want em' She wanna What she wanna do? She wanna come eat the dick lil' hoe I told lil' bolo pour me some more Aye shooting the shit I came with young Astro Hey I got a K I'm out of control Pour me up Pour me up bolo I am still waiting for my four You gonna' pour me up or not? Said we already poured everything we got So we gotta', we gotta' We gotta' Trick, trick, trick Trick, trick I ain't fuck with a trick And I got me some Raf and I got me some Rick And I'm looking so good that these bitches be wanting a flick And I keep me the Starlet jeans sittin' on hip Throw it back, yea throw it back Instagram baby love it, yea I double tap, double tap Told her to link at the culdesac Get me some top, then hop on a lil' track, lil' track Hunna Hunna Hunna Hunnid Heartbreaks, yea he be a stunna' Who you making fun of? Eat yo' bitch like if she was a cake, a lil' funnel
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