Trick-trick - Jack sh** lyrics

[Verse 1: Frenchie] This a jack move, go on your boy I'm taking everything, even the door Frenchie, why you mean? I need that green Shut the f** up b**h, that's what I'ma f**ing scream Oh you flossing? Them VV's? I'm Trick Trick in my city, or the new supreme What's up, get your whole head knocked off, you wanna mack get the f** up Robbing got a n***a trying to come up Oh, I got you? That's tough luck You better join the army n***a, cause these streets is really not for you Fight for your country, I bet you still end up in that soil I got a pot that's hot, that we boil I got a wrist game, it's so loyal I got watch running through all blocks So fire, you could still see the oil I'm finna' crack your head, you're so f**ed up No crack spots, that's f**ed up No crack pipe? You a**ed out You can still use aluminum foil My boys in the hood, us against the odds You on some Trae sh**, let me out the car I call a crip a crip, don't call me a slob Cause if I flip the clip, the news gon' be on every block [Hook: Young 1000] Money is the subject, how to get it is the lesson If you come around my hood, then you better have that weapon On that jack sh** They be on that jack sh** Money is the subject, how to get it is the lesson If you come around my hood, then you better have that weapon On that jack sh** They be on that jack sh** [Verse 2: Trick Trick] Who the f** left the gate open? Better let out the big dog I sent them to get y'all You taking that sh** off They hollering, Trick no You see me, I'm pissed off And going through withdrawals n***a, it's all raw Get your face cracked, boy cut in a big brawl It's either take that, boy watching his b**h crawl Somebody lay down on the floor Bleeding from the f**ing face, no drag his a** up out the door They claiming he ain't cut like that, then what the f** he faking for? Beat his a** again, f** him Take his sh**, and let him go If you ain't heard the no fly zone, that means you n***as slow You ain't welcome in my city, b**h Now you know [Hook]