I'm f**ing talented
I can do a lot of sh**
Trust and believe I'm on top of it
Gotcha
Walk it like I talk it
More than Polly in my pocket
I got tricks, b**h, call me Reggie Rocket (whoo-oo! Yeah! Alright.)
Realest b**h in my city
So these f*ggots can't ride with me
Got that eighteen inches hanging down past my titties
And I run around with those scissors
Eat the hoes up for my dessert
When you turn around, I might transform into a lizard
I'm so f**ing cold-blooded
I'ma leave these b**hes gutted
Probably thought that I was joking but I wasn't
Gotcha
What you know b**h?
b**h I'm hella sick
I got hella tricks, I got I got hella tricks
Go and talk sh**
That's irrelevant
I got hella tricks, I got I got hella tricks
I got hella tricks, I got I got hella tricks
I got hella tricks
Gotcha
Cool f**ing tricks
Cool f**ing tricks
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I got cool-a** motherf**ing tricks
I got cool-a** motherf**ing tricks
I got cool-a** motherf**ing tricks
I got cool-a** motherf**ing tricks
Gotcha
You b**hes can't match this
Man down on my mattress
Pouring gasoline on my p**y, yelling out “Who got the matches?”
Tricks like I'm magic
Rock star, Patrick
You stay staring at that pic like, goals- hat trick
Yeah dude, I kick a**
Fresher than a Tic Tac
Walk through and I'm turning heads
Giving b**hes that whiplash
I'm getting attention
You ain't never worth a mention
You can sit your a** down like I put you in detention
That's one big room, full of sad b**hes
Gotcha
What you know b**h?
b**h I'm hella sick
I got hella tricks, I got I got hella tricks
Go and talk sh**
That's irrelevant
I got hella tricks, I got I got hella tricks
I got hella tricks, I got I got hella tricks
I got hella tricks
Gotcha
Cool f**ing tricks
Cool f**ing tricks
Cool f**ing tricks
Cool f**ing tricks
Cool f**ing tricks
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Cool f**ing tricks
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I got cool-a** motherf**ing tricks
I got cool-a** motherf**ing tricks
I got cool-a** motherf**ing tricks
I got cool-a** motherf**ing tricks
Gotcha
I'm tricking and treating no matter the season
I don't need a reason
I shine like a beacon
I'm slicing the pie and I'm taking the piece
And I get what I seek
And I'm leaving them geeking
I'm bringing the heat
And I'm keeping them screaming
You cannot compete
‘Cause you're too f**ing weak
And I don't do that beefing
Like I am a vegan
And I never listen so why are you speaking?
b**h, why are you speaking?
Like… shut the f** up
Gotcha