Trickshot ft. iProvo, Willy, Coup & Trip Lyrics

My thumb out with a caluse and I'm lookin for a faster ride

Straight up to a palace that's away from all these bastard lies

Trees that form a chalice round the structure on the outer side

Caged off from the malice I don't worry how I pass the time

Pass the time like a watch maker

Idgaf I'm a plot breaker

I don't really hear em when they talk failure

It's

In the right and out the left

Pussy boy it's bout respect

Imma make yall drown in debt

Stole yo bitch I took yo head

No guillotine

Gym rat on this creatine

Lifting without reasoning

I'm weightless, yall ain't seein me

Yeah!

Life's tough

But maybe not

I used to wear them vans

Now I pull up in some Jeremy Scott's

I got a doughnut on my socks

Same motherfucker since the 8th grade

Rappin' with my free time, when I'm workin I'm on vaycay

I do what I love, there's no exception

Fly like a dove when I'm at my reception

If you know me then you know who just trapped outside my mama's basement

Tripped on the floor, showed me who I'm supposed to be

Hiding under Jimmy's bed, he gave me all my melody

Cause I'm married to the game, quiting is the death of me

Me and Nicky at my funeral, we toastin' to a symphony

If I wrote it in my notes, it was scripture

Get you higher than some dope in a swisher

Got her actin' like I'm 'sposed to be with her

Tapped twice like a posted a picture

Close, thought it missed, now I'm hopeful it hits ya

No scope like a trickshot

Got a milly in the back with a dye pack

Mouth closed when the stick talk

These rappers only meant for motion picture purposes

My shit so hot it's like I'm spittin' through a furnace bitch

These verses is some shit that getchu tucked like my burner is

Couple blue faces ain't enough, I need to earn this shit

Yessir

I came into this motherfucker flexin'

I got the drip like texture

She make me wanna test her

She drops it to the next verse and then she applies some pressure

I hit it from the back and then I let her wear my sweatshirt

Dvo run the shit like sketchers

Gold on my teeth no dentures

Slit your shit like some God damn scissors

The earth quivers

When I pull the trigger

I charge 6 figures

For a God damn feature

I live the shit that I rap

It's never cap bitch

So when I say these rhymes, you know it's never wack

Yeah

Let's roll