[Chorus: b**bie Lootaveli]
Trick or treat, trick or treat, yeah that bih there a freak
I got golds inside my teeth, b**h I'm [?]
And my mama told me, baby be, who you wanna be
So I turn into a choppa [?] them babies in the sea
Trick or treat, trick or treat, yeah skrrting down your street
All these chains on Mr. T, p**y you don't wanna be
And my mama told me, baby be, who you wanna be
But the way I'm living I know she don't really wanna see
[Verse 1: Pouya]
No you're not my mans, no I
Don't wanna shake your hand gotta keep it to myself, no I
Can't get 'bout my plans, you was the one for me, but I
Really loved them rubber bands, hope you understand that I
Can never be your man
I hate myself too much, I never give me no credit
Swipe [?] then I forget it, let it rain like confetti
These hoes keep begging on my celly
At 5 a.m but I'm ready
To getting that jelly, and bust on that belly
I bet it lil baby, I love when I get in that dough
[Chorus: b**bie Lootaveli]
Trick or treat, trick or treat, yeah that bih there a freak
I got golds inside my teeth, b**h I'm [?]
And my mama told me, baby be, who you wanna be
So I turn into a choppa [?] them babies in the sea
Trick or treat, trick or treat, yeah skrrting down your street
All these chains on Mr. T, p**y you don't wanna be
And my mama told me, baby be, who you wanna be
But the way I'm living I know she don't really wanna see
[Verse 2: b**bie Lootaveli]
Trick or treat, I don't gotta speak
I talk when I be
She a freak, yeah my b**h a freak
She just wanna skeet
Calling [?]
You only get paid like every other week
Yeah lil b**bie prices jumping like the value of a geek
Keep a 'K, co*k it, let it spray
Motherf** the fate
Pocket watching, Bobby smiling when they shoot you in your face
Gatorade, we gon' need a rate
Counting all this cake
If you sat inside this Lincoln would it make it through the day
[Chorus: b**bie Lootaveli]
Trick or treat, trick or treat, yeah that bih there a freak
I got golds inside my teeth, b**h I'm [?]
And my mama told me, baby be, who you wanna be
So I turn into a choppa [?] them babies in the sea
Trick or treat, trick or treat, yeah skrrting down your street
All these chains on Mr. T, p**y you don't wanna be
And my mama told me, baby be, who you wanna be
But the way I'm living I know she don't really wanna see