Not Tricking // Black Keys Lyrics Download – Tory Lanez PDF, LRC File

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[00:02.53]My dawg C Money got it, yeah, Ayy, ayy yeah
[00:10.24]Ayy, ayy, shit got thicker since I seen it on the West (West)
[00:13.85]Thicker, wet, thicker than you see it on the text
[00:16.25]Fronted one time, but you still my nigga
[00:19.17]Shawty got face, ass, and intellect, yeah, I’m a ref
[00:23.57]She might have to hit me with a TEC like I’m Stephen (Steph)
[00:26.23]Treat my nigga Davo like my motherfuckin’ cuz
[00:28.62]Treat my nigga VVS Ken like my nephew (yeah)
[00:31.43]If she wanna get saved, go to church (church)
[00:34.09]I am not comin’ to the motherfuckin’ rescue (no way)
[00:36.48]I know that them other niggas cover, can’t arrest you
[00:39.13]Even though you comin’ with the batty and the breast too (yeah)
[00:43.65]Why you tryna play me when I keep it too player?
[00:46.31]White Airforce, gotta keep two pair (yeah)
[00:48.70]Don’t step, or crease the new pair (crease), Ayy
[00:51.62]Fuck with me, baby, if you need somethin’
[00:54.01]Whip it up, I heard you tryna see somethin’
[00:56.66]Fuckin’ me in the sheets, we thumpin’
[00:59.32]We just fucked, but, she wanna be somethin’
[01:01.98]Fuck with me, baby, if you need somethin’
[01:04.37]Whip it up, I heard you tryna see somethin’
[01:07.02]Fuckin’ me in the sheets, we thumpin’
[01:09.65]We just fucked, but she wanna be somethin’
[01:12.20]Not trickin’ if you got it, my nigga
[01:14.76]And she pop shit (go), ’cause she poppin’ my nigga
[01:17.05]And it’s real ‘lone (SuWoop), that’s how she got it, my nigga
[01:19.70]That’s when I’m still ‘lone, that’s ’cause I got it, my nigga
[01:22.32]Uh, it’s a stick-up (stick), did you miss us? (Miss)
[01:25.41]Ain’t no kissin’ on that ass, I ain’t no bitch nigga (bitch)
[01:28.07]Buretta, listen, this ya picture
[01:30.72]Put my dawg on a play, fuck the whole shit up (fresh)
[01:33.12]Harbour 60 (sixty), I swear we private dinner (dinner)
[01:35.77]I was still a winner even when I worked at Winner’s
[01:38.33](Tell you what, can we hear something from the album?)
[01:40.87]Tell us how you feel, we can roger that shit like a click on a car (grrt)
[01:44.59]If she could, she would hang my dick on a wall (grrt)
[01:47.25]If she could, she would tie my dick on her jaw (yeah)
[01:49.64]And she would, but, that’s probably goin’ too far (too far)
[01:52.30]You’re goin’ too far, baby, baby (baby)
[01:54.58]Ayy, text me, yeah (text me), baby girl, you know you more than sexy, yeah (sexy)
[01:58.82]I ain’t goin’ far, I ain’t talkin’ ’bout no blog
[02:01.21]When I say we makin’ videos and gettin’ messy (messy)
[02:04.14]Fuck with me, baby, if you need somethin’
[02:06.79]Whip it out, I heard you tryna see somethin’
[02:09.45]Fuckin’ me in the sheets, we thumpin’
[02:11.84]We just fucked, but she wanna be somethin’
[02:14.49]Fuck with me, baby, if you need somethin’
[02:17.15]Whip it out, I heard you tryna see somethin’
[02:19.54]Fuckin’ me in the sheets, we thumpin’
[02:22.20]We just fucked, but she wanna be somethin’
[02:24.85]Not trickin’ if you got it, my nigga
[02:27.21]And she pop shit (go), ’cause she poppin’ my nigga
[02:29.75]And it’s real ‘lone (SuWoop), that’s how she got it, my nigga
[02:32.41]That’s when I’m still ‘lone, that’s ’cause I got it, my nigga
[02:50.36]I’m serious this time, Look
[02:55.20]That boy not trickin’ inside that black Ferrari, I say I’m sorry, but I’m not sorry
[02:59.51]Shoppin’ in Bal Harbour, La Perla in Valgarie
[03:01.80]Valuable morals inside of all of my child’s stories
[03:04.46]Presidential senate weed smellin’ like Al Gore, election
[03:07.52]I’m (?) raw, an infection, Vick and Kevin scopin’ every ho I allow in the section
[03:11.50]They steppin’ and find niggas with weapons and .9’s
[03:13.78]Behind all the private dinner, linguine, rosé, and wine
[03:16.17]I’m doin’ front rows with Madonna inside of the Barclays
[03:18.98]And afterparty Pigalle and shrimp and the sautée
[03:21.90]Watchin’ Gervonta Davis as if both of our fames combined
[03:24.45]Could be blocked behind the walls of these dark shades
[03:27.12]The punch lines more De La Hoya, I’m sellin’ quotas
[03:29.50]I feel like I’m Magneto, the flow is so metamorphic
[03:32.33]The rata-tata, the scatter, the pocket is fat as Norbit
[03:34.63]My girl ass out the orbit, Like, “How does he keep it corporate?”
[03:37.45]She give me oral while I re-evaluate my morals
[03:40.11]A king with no open hearts in the kingdom, I feel like Sorrel
[03:42.66]Couple, the course ends, Imported from Bora Bora
[03:45.13]And if I ever die, bitches raid my tomb like Lara and Croft
[03:48.31]Y’all niggas talkin’, it’s awkward like goin’ in soft
[03:50.70]I hate this store, I just bought it like I’m knowin’ the cost
[03:53.36]I hate this store, and she don’t ask like she know that it’s law
[03:56.02]I’m not trickn’, if I bought it, I was goin’ too far, Yeah
[03:60.00]Yeah, uh (check it), Ayy, yeah, uh (check it)
[04:05.05]Ayy, yeah, uh (check it), Ayy, yeah, uh (check it)
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