Tricked or Treated

Barely covered, wanna come with us
They in a group, they want us on the bus
A trick or treat, I wonder who to trust
She comin close and wantin me to touch
I pull up to the spot, we hit the floor and
We at the center, and we never borin
She runnin up that clock, it feels so timeless
And all the pretty chickies comin for us
Thinkin Im in a moment
Back it up, lets recall it
Headin out with my cronies
Head to the spot where they all throw it
Pullin up, we movin
Stare us up, they choosin
Comin up, we on it
Comin up, they throwin
Sugar dad, if I had that cash, I would throw that
OnlyFan Lookin model, and she bad
Chillin In the club with her squad thats on deck
Tellin me that she likin her chocolate
Man down cuz she is finna be on it
Scopin out, she be near me all night
Center stage now
Afterparty, we gone loud
Where that bus now
Throw it back right up on me
Girlies all up here riled
Chillin with the brodies and the females
Actin like its girls gone wild
Not part of midnight plan
Gotta work in A-M
Out til the mornin sleepin real late, runnin fast
Gotta call boss man
Hello. Aye, Aye, its Bryce
Yea, your an hour late to work, whats up
Yea, yea, my badd, I was out last night
I was kickin it with some, yo
Hold on for a sec, aye, wheres my wallet
Barely covered, wanna come with us
They in a group, they want us on the bus
A trick or treat, I wonder who to trust
She comin close and wantin me to touch
I pull up to the spot, we hit the floor and
We at the center, and we never borin
She runnin up that clock, it feels so timeless
And all the pretty chickies comin for us
Oh my goodness, I think that girl took my wallet
I'm sorry to hear that Bryce, but you still gotta come in
Your an hour late
Bruh, Im Im, Im not comin in
I, I lost my wallet, like, I'm gone call my people real quick
Ehh its another right up if you, Dude tweakin



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Writer(s): Briceson Lamar Lee
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