Tricky (feat. Louie laflare)

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Quail Glock

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Runnin' through these bitches all the time We be gettin' money all the time
Dare a nigga test me, I'ma really turn slime I've been on my own, really thuggin' and this
life fell back on the streets, cause this shit gettin' tricky
Fell in love with drugs, it's the only thing that heal me
Blowin' on this sticky, I'm so tired of my feelings
Keep me out of that cheatin', but I'm in the crib chillin
Fightin' with my bitch, swear I irritate my soul
I want the real you, bitch, no, not a fraud
Funny how these niggas claim they game, but they not
Niggas say they gon' pop me, but my heart ain't stop
I'm fakin' with them guns, but in case it's for the cops
Keep it in the street, stitch lip, no more talkin
Fake-ass blood, put you in a red coffin
Put your bitch on a blade, I'm Stone Cold Steve Austin
If the bitch got a bag, turn me on, come and boss me
And when I'm in L.A., I'm with the tool, Gritty Stingsting
Took a monkey on me in a cane with a blue band
Nigga, f*ck the opps and they halting
Murder on my mind, he lackin' and we backin
Couple lil' screws, we shoot all up out a ring
Freaky nasty in the coupe, she tie me in a bean
I took the long road, bitches switch on me
Runnin' through these bitches all the time
We be gettin' money all the time
Dare a nigga test me, I'm a really giant slime
I been on my own, really thuggin' and this life fell back
On the streets, cause this shit gettin' tricky
Fell in love with drugs, it's the only thing that heal me
Throwin' on this sticky, I'm so tired of my feelings
Give me all that cheatin', but I'm in the crib chillin
Bitch crossed me, I shook back, back to stackin' my ends
Thug nigga, I'm bossed up, gettin' top in the Benz
DVS is blind to haters, bitch, show some respect
Diamonds jumpin' like the grease in the skillet around my neck
Bitch, I'm poppin' now, let me talk my shit
Bitch's big dick poppin' over here, no lil' shit
Took shots to the Casamigos, she forgot she had a nigga
Brag diffin', now she runnin', tell her friends I'm that nigga
Missionary with both hands, grippin' all on her ass
Bitch ghost me, guess she started fallin' in love too fast
Toxic love, we all got it, she text me, she miss a dick
I slink out, bitch, I'm knowin' you in love with this shit
We got a love thing, don't know if I'ma f*ck you again
We got a love thing, can't nobody f*ck you like how I did
That's just facts, now
Runnin' through these bitches all the time
We be gettin' money all the time
Dare a nigga test me, I'm a really giant slime
I been on my own, really thuggin' in this life
Fell back on the streets, cause this shit get tricky
Fell in love with drugs, it's the only thing that heal me
Blowin' on this sticky, I'm so tired of my feelings
Excuse me all that cheatin', but I'm in the crib chillin

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