This is a song about "Trick"

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

Flow’s over, let me trick this shit and flip it up,

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

But my brother said no free, wait for the trick

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

No snitchin, i'll whisper in your ear "twas naught but a trick"

And i'll toss you a grenade instead of that trick or treat garbage

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

You got the whole song confused,its hard out here for a trick.

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

Country ass hicks but know how to spit trick

Listening to aston martin music music

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Trick winnie the pooh, if you want his honey.

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

Then the world ain't no trick no more