Tricky DJ Lucas (Ft. Wiki)

{Intro: Wiki}
DJ Lucas on the fucking thang!

[Hook: DJ Lucas]
Tricky
I'm so hot, there's no way they gon' bic me
And I'm praying the boys, they don't flic me (clean)
Cause I'm driving around, I got twenty-five pounds of that sticky (DJ)
Tricky (D)
I got Gassachusetts, my spliffy (J)
I might drive to PA for a flippy (clean)
Balenciaga with some Dickies (ha!)

[Verse 1: DJ Lucas]
DJ! - get the ball like I'm Stromile Swifty
In my city I feel like I'm Wiki (yeah)
I was smoking a cig by the "Whitney"
And I gotta give people a reason to click me
I came out the sap, boy, it's sticky (facts)
Talkin' that shit, please have all of it miss me
Everyone 'round me play ultimate Frisbee
Put my life on thе line, boy, I risked that
And the rеaper's forehead, I kiss that
Smokin loud, boy, I don't need a six-pack
I'ma move to the spot where the chicks at (huh?)
You ain't never walked home in the pitch black (nope)
Where I'm from, every night is a mixed bag (facts)
Boy, they ain't stoppin shit, it's a mismatch (D)
Got the app on my phone with the dispatch (J)
Put my heart on this beat, I ain't need you (what?)
If you helpin me eat, I'mma feed you (what?)
And I'm deep in the woods like a lean-to (yuh)
I'ma dance on this beat like I'm {?} (legend)
And I'm so Western Mass and they know that
I don't have to buy weed, 'cause we grow that
Put my heart on my sleeve, always show that (D)
Bitch, I gotta go up, I can't go back (J Lucas)
And I just took some drugs, they ain't workin' yet
And I come from the same town as Robert Frost
If he was here, he would probably pop Percocet (facts)
Boy, this as real as it get
If I'm taking that shot then I'm wet (swish)
And I promise it's nothin' but net (yuh)
Way I move, there ain't much to regret (never)
DJ!