Tricky

Ayy, bitch I'm really out my mind and out my body I don't need no damn pills, talkin' Xans and them Raxys

Hehe, it's Chalk

Whole gang, we get tricky with it I throw a tricky with it

Glock four zero, it got a 50 in it three zero zero, tucked on glow, it got em limpin' with it

Got her on my say, so different feelings like I'm pimpin' bitches

Real Za, this shit straight up out the trap My youngin' trippin' off them percs, that nigga wanna catch a hat

Ayy, I'm rappin' in the high, but I'm higher than the booth I meant I'm rappin' in the booth, but I'm higher than the room

Behind the back, uh, gang just threw a tricky with it

Palm or the gallery, damn, I'm kinda picky with it

Jukin' to the sack, John Madden, I get sticky with it