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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