Not Tricking // Black Keys Paroles

Shawty got vexed, ass still in the 'Lac (Oh, yeah)
Yeah, I'm a ref'
She might have to hit me with a TEC like I'm Stephan (Steph)
Treat my nigga Davo like my motherfuckin' cous'
Treat my nigga VVS Ken like my nephew (Yeah)
If she wanna get saved, go to Church (Church)
I am not comin' to the mothеrfuckin' rescue (No way)
I know that them othеr niggas cover, can't arrest you
Even though you comin' with Hibachi and the rest too (Yeah)
Why you tryna play me when I keep it too player?
White Airforce, got to keep two pair (Yeah)
Don't step, or crease the new pair (Crease)
Ayy

Fuck with me, baby, if you need somethin'
Whip it up, I heard you tryna see somethin'
Fuckin' me in the sheets, we thumpin'
We just fucked, but, she wanna be somethin'
Ayy, fuck with me, baby, if you need somethin'
Whip it up, I heard you tryna see somethin' And she pop shit (Go), 'cause, she poppin' my nigga
And it's real lone' (SuWoop), that's how she got it, my nigga
That's when I'm still lone, that's 'cause I got it, my nigga

Uh, it's a stick-up (Stick), did you miss her? (Miss)
Ain't no kissin' on that ass, I ain't no bitch nigga (Bitch)
Beretta, list her, this ya picture
Put my dawg on a play, fuck the whole shit 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 shit like a click on a car (Grrt)
If she could, she would hang my dick on a wall (Grrt)
If she could, she would tap my dick 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 sexy (Sexy)
I ain't goin' far, I ain't talkin' 'bout no blog when I say we makin' videos and gettin' messy (Messy)

Fuck with me, baby, if you need somethin'
Whip it up, I heard you tryna see somethin'
Fuckin' me in the sheets, we thumpin'
We just fucked, but, she wanna be somethin'
Ayy, fuck with me, baby, if you need somethin'
Whip it up, I heard you tryna see somethin'
Fuckin' me in the sheets, we thumpin'
We just fucked, but, she wanna be somethin'

Not trickin' if you got it, my nigga
And she pop shit (Go), 'cause, she poppin' my nigga
And it's real lone' (SuWoop), that's how she got it, my nigga
That's when I'm still lone, that's 'cause I got it, my nigga

I'm serious this time
Look

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 niggas 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, bitches raid my tomb like Lara and Croft
Y'all niggas 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

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