Tricky

She say hi

I got some magic tricks

up my fucking sleeves

I'm still hot

I go some magic tricks

Up my fucking sleeves

She say hi

 

Baby

This shit wavy

I need somebody to come save me

Shit Houdini

Pull up like fuck you pay me

Get bread daily

Two -two phones buzzing

Come fuck with my cousins—

She say hi

I got some magic tricks

up my fucking sleeves

I'm still hot

I go some magic tricks

Up my fucking sleeves

She say hi

This light work no flex

Made bangers no rest

Juls man pull the address

I pull up with the set

All my money's on them

All my cousins got next

Touchdown Paris live

Touchdown London next

What you want from me

Cousin call we know what you need

Two three four five on the dial you

Can make a wish

Cousin card rather leave it on the beep

Two two five coming right away

Hot, I got some magic tricks up my fucking sleeve

I'm so hot

I got some magic tricks