TRICKS

[Intro]

Ah, ha, ah, ah

[Chorus]

I don't always trust myself (Don't tr-tr-my-myself-elf)

It couldn't get better (Yeah, yeah)

Damn, girl (Damn), rip it out like a feather (Hahaha, f-feather-er)

Rip it out like a feathe— (F-Fuck, let's go)

(I forgot what I was saying)

(Watch th—, watch th—, huh)

Watch this, watch this, playing tricks on tricks on tricks (On tricks on tricks)

Make sure to look both ways, you might get hit (Mi-might get hit, hit)

Watch out, might get hit

[Verse 1]

I had enough of this shit, seen enough of this shit

Seen enough of you type of bitches (Hahahaha)

Seems like you're sinking the ship

And I know what you did, yeah, I know what you did

[Bridge]

Stop, stop, stop, stop

What? What? What? What? What?

Nah, nah, nah, na-nah, fuck, fuck

Love, love, love, love, love

[Verse 2]

You so fake, so fake, so why the face love?

Whеn they chase me, chasе me, I don't play nice

I don't play nice

It's a bleeding gun

I can't bear to see up its a cold night

When I'm bleeding out wrapped in the scripture

Wrapped in the scripture

Wrapped in the scripture (Huh)

[Chorus]

I don't always trust myself, yeah (Haha)

It couldn't get better

Damn, girl, rip it out like a feather (Hahaha)

Rip it out like a fea— (Uh, fuck)

(I forgot what I was saying, watch th—watch th—, huh)

Watch this, watch this, playing tricks on tricks on tricks

Make sure to look both ways, you might get hit (Hit, hit, hit)

Watch out, might get hit

[Instrumental]