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tricky - red tips lyrics

[intro]
are we live?
yes sir

[verse 1]
devil tried to get me had to hit him with the murder
joseph with the coat, had to run away from her her
netflix and chill, oh i’m using my discerner
h*ll is kinda hot, are you really tryna burn her? (it’s hot there)
i’m turnt uppy, shots at the devil no reason, can’t trust me
stop hammer time, what that mean, you can’t touch me (who?)
feelin’ froggy leap, when it’s active i’m ugly
if it’s up then it’s up, i call god when it’s*
[chorus]
tricky, tricky, tricky, tricky, tricky, tricky, tricky
take shots with my bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky
call god when it’s tricky, tricky, tricky, tricky, tricky, tricky, tricky
take shots with my bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky
call god when it’s*

[verse 2]
may not come when you want him but hе on time (yeah)
praise god, had to run it likе a k5
gospel on my feet, tell me why, ’cause it save lives (woo)
devil big mad, he gon’ have to take five (dun*da*dun)
i don’t know what he was thinkin’ but this day ain’t his day
tried to send me h*lla problems, i just prayed ’em away
when i see you, ain’t no talkin’, ain’t got nothin’ to say
get your bang bang bang, sendin’ shots at your face
got the bible by my side, romans is a vibe
god is the lieutenant, if he tell me i’ma slide
christian in the open, you know i ain’t tryna hide (no sir)
church is in the wild ’cause you know we outside when it’s*

[chorus]
tricky, tricky, tricky, tricky, tricky, tricky, tricky
take shots with my bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky
call god when it’s tricky, tricky, tricky, tricky, tricky, tricky, tricky
take shots with my bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky
call god when it’s*
[verse 3]
tricky
satan out here being icky vicky
satan really out here tryna slip me
but he can’t get me
god or die tryin’, no fifty
god needed fruit, so i told him he could pick me
tricky outside, gospel on my hip, that’s my bl!cky outside
boy i work for god, when it’s risky i don’t hide (no)
tryna keep them bullets out of ricky on god
so i call god when it’s*

[chorus]
tricky, tricky, tricky, tricky, tricky, tricky, tricky
take shots with my bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky, bl!cky
call god when it’s*

- red tips lyrics

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