Trick - Cardi B

Boy you a trick, trick, trick, trick, trick, trick

You ain’t nothing but a trick, trick, trick, trick, trick

You catching feelings like a ho you’s a trick, trick, trick, trick, trick

No love no love for a trick, trick, trick, trick, trick

No love no love for a

Rule number one, if you ain’t paying that’s a no

Rule number two, tricks wait at the door

Rule number three, don’t you tell me about your kids cause I don’t give a fuck

nigga I’ll tell you how it is

Rule number four, you ain’t never fucking raw no matter how much money is

involved fuck you thought

Rule number five, I need unlimited supply whatever I want you buy

Rule number six, when we in the club don’t be taking all the pics

Pay for the licks, you ain’t getting no kiss nigga

I ain’t your bitch nigga, you ain’t shit nigga, no hugs no love you’s a

Boy you a trick, trick, trick, trick, trick, trick

You ain’t nothing but a trick, trick, trick, trick, trick

You catching feelings like a ho you’s a trick, trick, trick, trick, trick

No love no love for a trick, trick, trick, trick, trick

No love no love for a

Rule number seven, when you take me out to eat after that day you can’t see me

for the week

Rule number eight, you can’t call me babe boy we don’t relate let’s get that

shit straight

Rule number nine, I ain’t tryna wine and dine I’m just tryna shop bust a nut

then goodbye

Rule number ten, when that bank account ends I find a new trick let the new

games begin

I’m such a ho ass bitch

Big thot big thot

You thought I like you for you noooo

You think we have something in common

Boy you a trick, trick, trick, trick, trick, trick

You ain’t nothing but a trick, trick, trick, trick, trick

You catching feelings like a ho you’s a trick, trick, trick, trick, trick

No love no love for a trick, trick, trick, trick, trick

No love no love for a