Trick or Treat

Ayy, hmm hmm bitch, Lil' ISO in this bitch
Yeah, ayy, yeah, huh ayy

We hit every house, I'm pullin' in like bitch it's trick or treat
I ain't finna cash out, I get a nigga gone for free
In the bricks, I do it fast and now we slidin' on the E
I turn him to a bag route and I got love for my streets

Say I got love for my glizzy I got love for my semi
Put some pressure on the hemi
When I hit, I go a hundred thinking i was going sixty

I hit his fuckin' body, dissin in them mentions, now he missin'
I had went and fixed the glocky with extensions
I ain't sittin' in detention

I caught a hat, cause I was itchin'
Sittin' back, I'm inoffended
Do a spell, cause I'm a wizard

I make a nigga body fall and they bawlin', I ain't trippin',
Fuckin' bitches in the stalls
I'm in the halls and I was pimpin', ayy,

Hit her with the balls and walkin' off and now she limpin', ayy,
I don't fuckin' call I send her off and I ain't sippin', ayy
I remember I had wacked the plug cause he was skimpin'
Got a pocket full of blues clues, bitch, and I ain't crippin'

I'm rollin' doobies in my new school
It's booty in my brick
And he was trollin' on the news too
I turned him to a sticky

A nigga play and I'ma shoot you
I'm not the one to tempt and I ain't never been a cool dude
I shoot it till it's clickin'

We hit every house, I'm pullin' in like bitch it's trick or treat
I ain't finna cash out, I get a nigga gone for free
In the bricks, I do it fast, and now we slidin' on the E

Turn him to a bag, route him, I got love for my streets
I got love for my cleats, I run him down, don't take a peek
I got love for my freak, she buss it down, that's just for me

Put a nigga on a T-shirt, put him on a T
If I'm a dog, then she a flea, work and put em on a leash
Huh, Bitch

Yeah, lil ISO in this motherfucker, man, lil yeah
Huh, huh bitch
Ayy, I'ma be back around that way soon, nigga, fuck shit up



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Writer(s): Kayla Bynum
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