Tricks (feat. Diizii)

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Jabez Z

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My heart beats a little faster every time I hear your name
2YUNG, you're a fool for this one

This bitch, she playin' tricks, uh
Tell me my name when I'm givin' you a kiss
Oh, yeah, and now I'm feelin' on your lips
Baby, baby, baby, you gotta stop playin'
Tri-tri-tri-tricks (Oh, nah), tri-tri-tri-tricks (Nah, nah)
Baby, every time you lie, it hurts me a little more inside
Tri-tri-tri-tricks (Oh, nah), tri-tri-tri-tricks (Nah, nah)
I know you fuckin' hate my guts and you just want me to die

You got them tricks no treats
But y'all stay playin' dress up
Lay the foundation
Just to wipe it all away when it's time to sleep
You can blow that head, no Kennedy
You can bug all you want no centipede
You were my home girl, now we enemies
Now all you ever tryna do is mention me
Keep Jabez Z's name out your fuckin' mouth
Before I slap you silly
All you were doin' was countin' me out
And I knew this break wasn't gonna heal
But that's fine, I've recovered
Clearly
Let's light this bitch up
Blow the smoke her way
With her tri-tri-tri-tricks
This bitch bitch bitch bitch
Thinks she's the shit shit shit shit
But she don't know the wrath of Zackary
Ha

This bitch, she playin' tricks, uh
Tell me my name when I'm givin' you a kiss
Oh, yeah, and now I'm feelin' on your lips
Baby, baby, baby, you gotta stop playin'
Tri-tri-tri-tricks (Oh, nah), tri-tri-tri-tricks (Nah, nah)
Baby, every time you lie, it hurts me a little more inside
Tri-tri-tri-tricks (Oh, nah), tri-tri-tri-tricks (Nah, nah)
I know you fuckin' hate my guts and you just want me to die

You ain't no Magician
Errybody know that I got a wishlist
And you not on that shit
My list consist of bars and rhythm
And you the competition
Yet you stayed submissive
Drinkin' the day away, when I wasn't around
Gettin' drunk, and naked, with a dude at your house
I'm surprised your mom didn't rat you out
But I guess now I know what it's like to drown
But silly pussy
Trix are for dicks
And you defintely got 'em
'Cause the audicity you got
To think that you're just so smart
To remain honest
I got you livin' breathin'
And dyin' to the tricks you played
But you were the ace that I had to vanish
Still never returned
But I guess I'll subtract a verse
'Cause without the Ace
I got fifty-three
And that shits just a number to me
But now it's my turn bitch
You ain't Always Strong

This bitch, she playin' tricks, uh
Tell me my name when I'm givin' you a kiss
Oh, yeah, and now I'm feelin' on your lips
Baby, baby, baby, you gotta stop playin'
Tri-tri-tri-tricks (Oh, nah), tri-tri-tri-tricks (Nah, nah)
Baby, every time you lie, it hurts me a little more inside
Tri-tri-tri-tricks (Oh, nah), tri-tri-tri-tricks (Nah, nah)
I know you fuckin' hate my guts and you just want me to die

Hey, f*ck on that bitch and I leave her, f*ck on that bitch and I leave
F*ck on that bitch and I leave, f*ck on that bitch I leave
F*ck on that bitch and I leave her, f*ck on that bitch and I leave
F*ck on that- uh, f*ck on that- f*ck on that bitch and I leave her (Ooh)

I lie to her, she play tricks on me, she lie to me, I play tricks on her
She lie to you, you play tricks on her, you lie to her, she play tricks on you
She tryna f*ck me, you know I'ma let her
That bitch writin' me love letters
She suck me good but your bitch suck me better

Uh
Get sexy, lil' bitch
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Tri-tri-tri-tricks

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