Trix in the Bag

Intro Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh Verse 1 I'm the grand wizard of this shit, Boy Who Lived in this bitch Yeah Gotta teach em how to dial 'cause I can't call it quits No I got friends in the Ritz Ritz, I can't be no average Yeah Gonna be forever rich Yeah, I already made a hit You ain't makin' money, nah, you just makin' counterfeit I got brands sendin' clothes, hopin' that I post a fit I got girls in my past wishin' that we had a kid Now they callin' me collect, down to Spain, in Madrid, uh In Madrid Pre-Chorus I no longer walk, I cruise I no longer cry, I blues I don't like to crease my shoes Guess I got a high IQ Chorus I got tricks in the bag Yeah, uh, yeah Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh Got the rabbit out the hat Out the hat, yeah, uh Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh Shortcut to the cash Shortcut-cut-cut-cut-cut to the cash Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh Nobody do it like that Uh, nobody do it like that, nobody do it like that Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh Verse 2 They thought they could touch me, then I hit the afterburners I was last in class, now I'm Forbes highest earner To a plain observer, nine-to-five worker Got kicked out of college 'cause he was a slow learner Think that's fairly odd, call me Timmy, no Turner You ain't call me up, I ain't hearin' no murmurs Questions, whispers, You think he got problems You think he goes to bed with the demons and the goblins Damn, what a threesome, cookin' in the hot sun You know what they say, Mo' money, mo' problems You know what they say when they off, but you on one I'ma fuck the world up, raw, no condom Chorus I got tricks in the bag Yeah, uh, yeah Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh Got the rabbit out the hat Out the hat, yeah, uh Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh Shortcut to the cash Shortcut-cut-cut-cut-cut to the cash Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh Nobody do it like that Uh, nobody do it like that, nobody do it like that Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh Post-Chorus Nobody do it like that Nobody do it like that Pre-Chorus I no longer walk, I cruise I no longer cry, I blues I don't like to crease my shoes Guess I got a high IQ Chorus I got tricks in the bag I got tricks in the bag, yeah Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh Got the rabbit out the hat Got the rabbit out the hat, yeah Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh Shortcut to the cash Shortcut, cut-cut to the cash, cut-cut Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh Nobody do it like that Nobody do it like that, nobody do it like that Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh