Pouya, Boobie Lootaveli - Trick or Treat

Trick or treat, trick or treat, yeah that bitch there a freak I got golds inside my teeth, bitch, I'm strapped up to the teeth And my mama told me, "Baby, be who you wanna be" So I turned into a trapper, stuffed them babies in the seat Trick or treat, trick or treat, yeah, skrrting down your street All these chains on, Mr. T, pussy, you don't wanna beef 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 No you not my mans, no, I don't wanna shake your hand Gotta keep it to myself, no, I can't give out my plans You was the one for me, but I really love them rubber bands So you understand that I can never be your man I hate myself too much, I never give me no credit Swipe the debit then forget it, let it rain like confetti These hoes keep begging on my celly at 5 AM but I'm ready To get in that jelly and bust on that belly I bet it, lil' baby, I love when I get in that throat Trick or treat, trick or treat, yeah that bitch there a freak I got golds inside my teeth, bitch, I'm strapped up to the teeth And my mama told me, "Baby, be who you wanna be" So I turned into a trapper, stuffed them babies in the seat Trick or treat, trick or treat, yeah, skrrting down your street All these chains on, Mr. T, pussy, you don't wanna beef 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 Trick or treat, I don't gotta speak, I talk on the beat She a freak, yeah, my bitch a freak, she just wanna skeet Countin' bands, you only get paid like every other week Yeah, lil' Boobie prices jumping like the value of a key Keep a 'K, cock it, let it spray, motherfuck the fake Pocket watching, Bobby smiling when they see you in your face Get a rake, we gon' need a rake, countin' all this cake If you sat inside this Lincoln, wouldn't make it through the day Trick or treat, trick or treat, yeah that bitch there a freak I got golds inside my teeth, bitch, I'm strapped up to the teeth And my mama told me, "Baby, be who you wanna be" So I turned into a trapper, stuffed them babies in the seat Trick or treat, trick or treat, yeah, skrrting down your street All these chains on, Mr. T, pussy, you don't wanna beef 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