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What the hell game are you playing (uncensored)
(explicit lyrics) A two-part hardstyle track with vocals and rapping. Triple style: techno, hardstyle, and rapping.
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Songtext
You roll in late, smellin' like someone else's sins
Lipstick on your collar, got that "who, me?" grin
Actin’ like I’m stupid, like I don’t see the clues
You’re tryna gaslight a motherfucker who’s done payin’ dues
You leave your phone face-down
Always turn the volume low
You say it's “just a friend”
But we both fucking know
What the hell game are you playing?
I ain’t your fool, I ain’t stayin’
You twist shit, flip it, fake prayin’
Fuck your lies, I’m done obeyin’
You want a puppet, baby, not a man
Well I ain’t fallin’ for your scam
Your stories got more holes than your fishnet tights
Sayin' you're out “with the girls” every fucking night
I gave you trust, gave you truth, gave you time
But you feed me silence like that’s not a fucking crime
I see the smirk when you lie
Your poker face is dead
I’m done second-guessing
I’m done in my head
What the hell game are you playing?
I ain’t your toy, I ain’t stayin’
You bend truth like it’s clay, man
Fuck your show, I’m done obeyin’
You want a pawn in your little plan
But baby I ain’t your “yes” man
Say it straight, say it now—who the fuck is he?
Don’t pretend, don’t deflect, don’t gaslight me
I see the mask, I see the strings
You’re the queen of fake-ass things
You lied, you smiled, you fucked it all
Tried to keep me caged behind your wall
But I ain’t your backup, ain’t your bitch
Take your games and flip the switch
What the hell game are you playing?
I see through all that you're saying
Keep your fake tears, keep on straying
I’m out, I’m done, no more delaying
You want a shadow that just obeys
But I’m walking out, no more f...ing charades
Lipstick on your collar, got that "who, me?" grin
Actin’ like I’m stupid, like I don’t see the clues
You’re tryna gaslight a motherfucker who’s done payin’ dues
You leave your phone face-down
Always turn the volume low
You say it's “just a friend”
But we both fucking know
What the hell game are you playing?
I ain’t your fool, I ain’t stayin’
You twist shit, flip it, fake prayin’
Fuck your lies, I’m done obeyin’
You want a puppet, baby, not a man
Well I ain’t fallin’ for your scam
Your stories got more holes than your fishnet tights
Sayin' you're out “with the girls” every fucking night
I gave you trust, gave you truth, gave you time
But you feed me silence like that’s not a fucking crime
I see the smirk when you lie
Your poker face is dead
I’m done second-guessing
I’m done in my head
What the hell game are you playing?
I ain’t your toy, I ain’t stayin’
You bend truth like it’s clay, man
Fuck your show, I’m done obeyin’
You want a pawn in your little plan
But baby I ain’t your “yes” man
Say it straight, say it now—who the fuck is he?
Don’t pretend, don’t deflect, don’t gaslight me
I see the mask, I see the strings
You’re the queen of fake-ass things
You lied, you smiled, you fucked it all
Tried to keep me caged behind your wall
But I ain’t your backup, ain’t your bitch
Take your games and flip the switch
What the hell game are you playing?
I see through all that you're saying
Keep your fake tears, keep on straying
I’m out, I’m done, no more delaying
You want a shadow that just obeys
But I’m walking out, no more f...ing charades