Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Got all of these tricks right up under her sleeve
Got all of these chicks going down on they knees
Got too many problems and not enough weed
Got too many options but they all some treats
I'm tired of bitches not taking me seriously
Lie to my face then they say that they got purity
Play like they want me but they just want tyranny
Locked far away girl you won't get a tear from me
Blew out the Bose how the f*ck you ain't hearing me?
Done with these hoes I move just like how Jiren be
Bitches be mad cus their bums not who Heren be
You lost your swag and fell into obscurity
Walk in this shit I got something to prove
And my screws in real tight I don't know how to lose
I just focus on my life cause everyone's rude
And my homie he know me saw her with some dude
How she want us like pop tarts to come by the two
I just don't get it how you want me and him too
But your life will plummet if that's how gon you move
I'm right at the summit float there when I dropped you
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Got all of these tricks right up under her sleeve
Got all of these chicks going down on they knees
Got too many problems and not enough weed
Got too many options but they all some treats
Girls now they all the same
Don't take their shit then think I'm insane
But I'm still making this bank
Want me to stop but I move like a tank
Crush anyone that gets up in my way
F*ck inspiration I made my own wave
Make all these beats I can rap, I can sing
Gold up on me like I play for the Saints
And I make it go bang
Just like that gun that done killed Kurt Cobain
I don't do it for fame
I like it when my songs are in your membrane
All these bitches be lame
Don't got the time to sit down, entertain
But I made own lane
And soon enough they will be doing the same
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Got all of these tricks right up under her sleeve
Got all of these chicks going down on they knees
Got too many problems and not enough weed
Got too many options but they all some treats
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Pull the trigger on me
Left me there dead dead dead 10 feet
Rise out the ground like I'm zombie
Who do you voodoo bitch I'm Sam B
I'm at your family function I'm T'd
Think I might go and f*ck on your auntie
All of these bitches be giving me teeth
Starting a riot like I'm with antifa
They Live for me like my name is John Carpenter
She gotta ass that's so fat I could park in her
Rant bout your problems bitch I'm not your hearkener
Above all these bitches I'm Vladimir Harkonnen
Your music is shit I don't think that your heart in it
Hyping it up like a hit but it's hardly it
Crazy bad bitch and she actin like Harley Quinn
Imma go out the same that Chris Farley did
Heren Afder - Trick/Treat Lyrics
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Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Got all of these tricks right up under her sleeve
Got all of these chicks going down on they knees
Got too many problems and not enough weed
Got too many options but they all some treats
I'm tired of bitches not taking me seriously
Lie to my face then they say that they got purity
Play like they want me but they just want tyranny
Locked far away girl you won't get a tear from me
Blew out the Bose how the f*ck you ain't hearing me?
Done with these hoes I move just like how Jiren be
Bitches be mad cus their bums not who Heren be
You lost your swag and fell into obscurity
Walk in this shit I got something to prove
And my screws in real tight I don't know how to lose
I just focus on my life cause everyone's rude
And my homie he know me saw her with some dude
How she want us like pop tarts to come by the two
I just don't get it how you want me and him too
But your life will plummet if that's how gon you move
I'm right at the summit float there when I dropped you
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Got all of these tricks right up under her sleeve
Got all of these chicks going down on they knees
Got too many problems and not enough weed
Got too many options but they all some treats
Girls now they all the same
Don't take their shit then think I'm insane
But I'm still making this bank
Want me to stop but I move like a tank
Crush anyone that gets up in my way
F*ck inspiration I made my own wave
Make all these beats I can rap, I can sing
Gold up on me like I play for the Saints
And I make it go bang
Just like that gun that done killed Kurt Cobain
I don't do it for fame
I like it when my songs are in your membrane
All these bitches be lame
Don't got the time to sit down, entertain
But I made own lane
And soon enough they will be doing the same
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Got all of these tricks right up under her sleeve
Got all of these chicks going down on they knees
Got too many problems and not enough weed
Got too many options but they all some treats
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Pull the trigger on me
Left me there dead dead dead 10 feet
Rise out the ground like I'm zombie
Who do you voodoo bitch I'm Sam B
I'm at your family function I'm T'd
Think I might go and f*ck on your auntie
All of these bitches be giving me teeth
Starting a riot like I'm with antifa
They Live for me like my name is John Carpenter
She gotta ass that's so fat I could park in her
Rant bout your problems bitch I'm not your hearkener
Above all these bitches I'm Vladimir Harkonnen
Your music is shit I don't think that your heart in it
Hyping it up like a hit but it's hardly it
Crazy bad bitch and she actin like Harley Quinn
Imma go out the same that Chris Farley did
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Got all of these tricks right up under her sleeve
Got all of these chicks going down on they knees
Got too many problems and not enough weed
Got too many options but they all some treats
I'm tired of bitches not taking me seriously
Lie to my face then they say that they got purity
Play like they want me but they just want tyranny
Locked far away girl you won't get a tear from me
Blew out the Bose how the f*ck you ain't hearing me?
Done with these hoes I move just like how Jiren be
Bitches be mad cus their bums not who Heren be
You lost your swag and fell into obscurity
Walk in this shit I got something to prove
And my screws in real tight I don't know how to lose
I just focus on my life cause everyone's rude
And my homie he know me saw her with some dude
How she want us like pop tarts to come by the two
I just don't get it how you want me and him too
But your life will plummet if that's how gon you move
I'm right at the summit float there when I dropped you
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Got all of these tricks right up under her sleeve
Got all of these chicks going down on they knees
Got too many problems and not enough weed
Got too many options but they all some treats
Girls now they all the same
Don't take their shit then think I'm insane
But I'm still making this bank
Want me to stop but I move like a tank
Crush anyone that gets up in my way
F*ck inspiration I made my own wave
Make all these beats I can rap, I can sing
Gold up on me like I play for the Saints
And I make it go bang
Just like that gun that done killed Kurt Cobain
I don't do it for fame
I like it when my songs are in your membrane
All these bitches be lame
Don't got the time to sit down, entertain
But I made own lane
And soon enough they will be doing the same
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Got all of these tricks right up under her sleeve
Got all of these chicks going down on they knees
Got too many problems and not enough weed
Got too many options but they all some treats
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Pulled a trick on me
Swear to god yeah she pulled a trick on me
Pull the trigger on me
Left me there dead dead dead 10 feet
Rise out the ground like I'm zombie
Who do you voodoo bitch I'm Sam B
I'm at your family function I'm T'd
Think I might go and f*ck on your auntie
All of these bitches be giving me teeth
Starting a riot like I'm with antifa
They Live for me like my name is John Carpenter
She gotta ass that's so fat I could park in her
Rant bout your problems bitch I'm not your hearkener
Above all these bitches I'm Vladimir Harkonnen
Your music is shit I don't think that your heart in it
Hyping it up like a hit but it's hardly it
Crazy bad bitch and she actin like Harley Quinn
Imma go out the same that Chris Farley did
Writer: Tristan Fortner
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