Chanel West Coast, Porcelain Black - Trick lyrics

[Chanel West Coast, Porcelain Black - Trick lyrics]

Bitch, I been on the come up (Come up)
Yeah, every day I'm gettin' glam, yeah
I stay done up
Yeah, if you tryna squab then let
Me put my bun up
You know I'm wit' my squad and
They about to run up (Run up)
Like the sun up why you fakin' like you live
It, take a minute, handle bidness
You ain't gotta pop that pussy fo'
A man who don't deserve it
Fix your face, it's time to
Pivot, no more gimmicks, there's a limit
I had visions, they all bit it
Now they see me actin' livid
That's a rental
Why you frontin' like you own that Porsche?
Gucci sandals, Gucci belt
But can't pay child support
You spend that money buyin'
Bags for them escorts
Then baby momma gеttin' nothin'
But a JanSport
Think we all just need to switch up
Chasin' clout to get they drip up
Always doubt 'causе they some flip-flops
I stay down 'cause I love hip-hop
More than these clowns at
The tip-top, scary bitches
They some Hitchcocks
Comin' for the crown, now shut it down
It's in the bag like Ziploc

I stay talkin' shit 'cause all
These bitches on my dick
I stay talkin' shit 'cause all
These bitches on my dick
I stay talkin' shit 'cause all
These bitches on my dick
I get down on my knees and pray
'cause you a fuckin' trick
I stay talkin' shit 'cause all
These bitches on my dick
I stay talkin' shit 'cause all
These bitches on my dick
I stay talkin' shit 'cause all
These bitches on my dick
I get down on my knees and pray
'cause you a fuckin' trick

Trick, call that sugar daddy
He gettin' mad and 'bout to
Snatch you out that Caddy i'm gettin' bags
I get that money with no daddy
They on my back
Watchin' me closely like a nanny
Eat a punani
Why you talkin' like you got it
Insta flossin' like you bought it
Think you saucin' but you not it
Think you awesome 'cause you comment
Only on it if they profit, money tall
It's not a hobbit so they chasin', they be
Stalkin', so much fakeness, i'm astonished
Fake-ass Rollie
Cloudy diamonds that don't ever shine
You a goalie
You be savin' these hoes left and right
Guacamole, what you call it when
You get this green?
You ain't about that life
Your money more like rice and beans
In my pockets like an audit, make me vomit
Shit is toxic
They ain't even on my level, I'm a comet
Supersonic
I'm a rebel, I'm defiant, they just settle
They compliant
They be scroungin' tryna find it
I be loungin' at the Hyatt

I stay talkin' shit 'cause all
These bitches on my dick
I stay talkin' shit 'cause all
These bitches on my dick
I stay talkin' shit 'cause all
These bitches on my dick
I get down on my knees and pray
'cause you a fuckin' trick
I stay talkin' shit 'cause all
These bitches on my dick
I stay talkin' shit 'cause all
These bitches on my dick
I stay talkin' shit 'cause all
These bitches on my dick
I get down on my knees and pray
'cause you a fuckin' trick

Sweetie pie, i'm at that age where I could
Fuck you or fuck your daddy
You know why I moved to Bel Air? Uh!
So I could get a daddy, daddy, daddy
I'll fuck your mom too, hahaha ayo baby
Grab me those keys to your dad's Maybach
I wanna go for a ride
Bitch, I told you to bring
The black card too!
Ha, I'm just kidding, I dunno

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