tory lanez - not tricking // black keys lyrics
[intro]
that my dawg c+money got it, yeah (yeah)
ayy, ayy, yeah
[verse 1]
ayy, ayy, sh+t got thicker since i seen it on the west (west)
thicker, wet, thicker than you see it on the text
fronted one time, but, you still my n+gga
shawty got face, ass and intellect, yeah (oh, yeah)
i’m a ref’
she might have to hit me with a tech’ like i’m stephen (steph)
treat my n+gga davo like my motherf+ckin’ cuz
treat my n+gga vv$ ken like my nephew (yeah)
if she wanna get savеd, go to church (church)
i am not comin’ to the motherf+ckin’ rescuе (no way)
i know that them other n+ggas cuff, i can’t arrest you
even though you comin’ with batty and the br++sts too, yeah
why you tryna play me when i keep it too player?
white af1s, got to keep two pair (yeah)
don’t step, or crease the new pair (crease)
ayy
[chorus]
f+ck with me, baby, if you need somethin’
whip it out, i heard you tryna see somethin’
f+ckin’ me in the sheets, we thumpin’
we just f+cked, but she wanna be somethin’
f+ck with me, baby, if you need somethin’
whip it out, i heard you tryna see somethin’
f+ckin’ me in the sheets, we thumpin’
we just f+cked, but she wanna be somethin’
[post+chorus]
not trickin’ if you got it, my n+gga
and she pop sh+t (go), ’cause, she poppin’ my n+gga
and it’s real lone’ (suwoop), that’s how she got it, my n+gga
that’s when i’m still alone, that’s ’cause i got it, my n+gga
[verse 2]
uh, it’s a stick+up (stick), did you miss her? (miss)
ain’t no kissin’ on that ass, i ain’t no b+tch n+gga (b+tch)
beretta, list her, this ya picture
put my dawg on a play, f+ck the whole sh+t up (fresh)
harbour 60 (sixty), i swear, we pop at dinner (dinner)
i was still a winner, even when i worked at winner’s
tell you what, can we hear something from the album?
tell us how you feel, we can roger that sh+t like a cl!ck on a car (grrt)
if she could, she would hang my d+ck on a wall (grrt)
if she could, she would tap my d+ck on her jaw (yeah)
and she would, but, that’s probably goin’ too far (too far)
you’re goin’ too far, baby, baby (baby)
ayy, text me (text me), baby girl, you know you more than s+xy (s+xy)
i ain’t goin’ far, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no blog when i say we makin’ videos and gettin’ messy (messy)
[chorus]
f+ck with me, baby, if you need somethin’
whip it out, i heard you tryna see somethin’
f+ckin’ me in the sheets, we thumpin’
we just f+cked, but she wanna be somethin’
f+ck with me, baby, if you need somethin’
whip it out, i heard you tryna see somethin’
f+ckin’ me in the sheets, we thumpin’
we just f+cked, but she wanna be somethin’
[post+chorus]
not trickin’ if you got it, my n+gga
and she pop sh+t (go), ’cause, she poppin’ my n+gga
and it’s real lone’ (suwoop), that’s how she got it, my n+gga
that’s when i’m still alone, that’s ’cause i got it, my n+gga
[intro]
i’m serious this time
look
[verse]
that boy not trickin’ inside that black ferrari
i say, “i’m sorry,” but, i’m not sorry
shoppin’ in bal harbour, lil’ pearls in valgarie
valuable morals inside of all of my child’s stories
presidential senate weed, smellin’ like al gore
in election, i’m stylin’ raw
in affection, vick and kevin scopin’ every ho i allow in the section
they steppin’ and find n+ggas with weapons and .9s
behind all the private dinner, linguine, rosé, and wine
i’m doin’ front rows with madonna inside of the barclays
and afterparty, pergola and shrimp with the sauté
watchin’ davonte davis as if both of our fames could be combined could be blocked behind the walls of this dark shades
the punch lines more de la hoya, i’m sellin’ quotas
i feel like i’m magneto, the flow is so metamorphic
the rata+tata, the scatter, the pocket is fat as norbit
my girl ass out the orbit
like, “how does he keep it corporate?”
she give me oral while i re+evaluate my morals
a king with no open hearts in the kingdom, i feel like sora
a couple decor settings, imported from bora bora
and if i ever die, b+tches raid my tomb like lara and croft
y’all n+ggas talkin’, it’s awkward like goin’ in soft
i hit the store, i just bought it like i’m knowin’ the cost
i hit the store and she don’t ask, like she know that it’s law
i’m not trickin’, if i bought it, i was goin’ too far
yeah
[outro]
yeah, uh (check it)
ayy, yeah, uh (check it)
ayy, yeah, uh (check it)
ayy, yeah, uh (check it)
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