Trick Bitch

[Intro]
(Yoyo the producer)

[Verse 1: Situation Slim]
Yeah, take a trip to the mall, we copping today
Yeah, and I brought a ten out the kitty, could spend it all shopping today
I had the block list on these bitches
I hate when these bitches be watching my page
If you ain't gonna be when I need you to do what I want you then bitch, get the fuck out my way
They say I'm acting different 'cause I done got me some clout and I took off with this rap
But now I need to talk to the family everyday
Two bitches tryna selling and reeling the racks
People want pictures and music with me 'cause they're feeling like I be the realest in rap
And I work so I'm sore, get money, I want some more
I feel that shit in my core
Go ask the opp, I'm not really considered a rapper 'cause I'm really swinging my door
I ain't even keep fucking with this bitch, this bitch gon' throw me one, yeah
This bitch wants sex, I'm tryna get her on board with this plan
I'm tryna run down this shit 'bout our mans
This shit go right, we can get out the jam, yeah
And it's getting us right
Bro got the wheel, I trust him with my life
Taking them risks is gonna cost us a price
They send me a diss, it's gonna cost him tonight
Send me a diss, I'ma come through with Mike
Blow up their block like I sent them a strike
They the new bitches, all they do is type
We put that shit on lil' bro at the light
Say we don't spin, we'll go through tonight
The rip not clear 'til we go through it twice
They got me dragging my nuts with this bike
They got me dragging tryna take me a life
Nigga let's go, uh

[Verse 2: AC640]
They got me dragging, you know I'ma catch me a B
I'ma stay solid through this shit, ain't no way I'ma go out like Steve
Nigga, I'm ready to fuck up a block
Young nigga, just bring me a car with a key
You know you can't shoot from the 3, you gotta get up close
That's really how you put holes in them tees
That's how you put that shit down
I'm a man this shit, put my foot on the ground
I'ma creep in the shit, I done caught me a nigga with his pants down
I ain't showing no mercy, I'm cracking your ass, so shut the fuck up and put your hands down
And shut the fuck up and just get in that car and go crack you a nigga, you a man now, mhm
And this shit real easy, go fuck up a street, two blocks, one car, that's me
I could teach how to spin, I could teach how to spin
This shit on repeat when you bending with me
This shit on repeat when we bend by the store
I done seen two niggas on the floor
I done seen two niggas really drop to the ground, if I had more shots I'da drop three more
You really seen your brother get cracked, I know that shit hurt to the core
And nigga we jumping out Vs, I ain't shooting from the three
I'm working this bitch 'til my arm get sore
And I'm working this bitch 'til my arm get tired
Go fishing, them niggas be hiding
Stop sending them dissing and lying
Your ass getting cracked, it's just of a matter of time
Stop flashing that watch, nigga I'll punch in the clock and make that shit mine
I jumped out that car, his ass tried to run from that Drac' and got hit from behind
You know that I do what I do, I jump out them cars, I don't care who I shoot
I know Slim watching my back, he tall as shit, blowing that Drac' like a flute
I don't care 'bout them bitches, nigga, I'm chasing this paper, I don't care if that lil' bitch cute
I want my bitch to trick shit, she play things cool, she getting shit cracked and she throwing them oops