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Jace Iayze - Trix Are For Kidz Lyrics

[Intro]
(GG)
You see me?
Sosa on the beat and DP
It be me, you got me?
Get treed off that dope, it's like it shot me
Need for Speed, Godly
Cujo on that X', he just crashed the 'Rari
On my phone tweakin', DND, she keep callin' me
By my lonely, bad bitch, she want CDG
Keep that ko clean, I'm in a coupe that ain't been seen
They hate Jace for what? They tryna get me seen
I'm back on my shit, I'm back with The Leek

[Verse]
Look at my eyes, do you really see me? (Me-ee)
Can you really feel the heat? Cartier watch bust down, finna bust down my teeth (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I ain't fallin' for a treesh
His bitch left with me, 'cause all he wanna do is trick
For me, she gon' do a trick
Grown bitch, yes, Trix be for kids
GGP, I'm with DP
MC on her MCE, I tell her, "That's niche"
These niggas gon' sleep on me, so I'm back with The Leek
I walked in the club and they say, "Jace back with a freak" (Uh)
Walked in, spent a dub, they like, "How Jace got the green?"
I'ma spend it on a Mink
He hit bricks and it dink (Uh)
She on a pill tryna eat
Rock out with Mike Amiri jeans
Gucci logo on the fleece
I'm a dog, so I need a treat
He wan' die, so he gon' meet Jesus
He runnin' should've had cleats
Top Kid, I'm on top, bitch
New jeans with no crease
[Outro]
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