Tarot Snitched

You touched my deck like you knew what was real,

Pulled love cards out — boy, your vibe couldn’t chill.

Actin’ clueless, but your hands said more,

Like your energy been tryna knock on my door.

(Pulls to me pull to me)

Gloss on fleek, hips sittin’ too nice,

Caught you starin’ twice, couldn’t play it off right.

Then the air shifted warm, vibe thick like a scandal—

And the room hit sweet like a blown-out candle.

Tarot snitched on you, babe — now I know your mind,

Yeah, the tarot caught you slippin’, now I know your mind,

Pulled love on repeat like you pressed rewind.

Actin’ all calm but your thoughts got handled—

Magic in the room, heat like a blown-out candle.

(Pulls to me pull to me)

Pretty lil’ witch and I read you clean,

Aura in my hands, boy, I see everything.

You can hide your mouth, but the deck ain’t gentle—

Your truth popped out like the flame on a candle.

I ain’t even ask, but the cards spilled tea,

Showed every damn feeling you kept low-key.

Sayin’ you don’t read tarot, but that’s alright —

Your energy told on you all fuckin’ night.

Yeah, I do the O Method, babe, you feel that pull,

Manifest your ass with a grip that’s full.

Whisper Method too, right before I sleep —

I slide in your dreams ’cause my magic runs deep.

(Pulls to me pull to me)

I’m divine with it, babe, intuition too strong,

I knew what you felt before the cards played along.

Spirit showed your thoughts, left ’em hard to cancel—

Air turned warm with the scent of that candle.

Shhh… breathe slow, let me sit in your mind,

I move in the dark where your secrets unwind.

I call your name soft, let it drip in your ear,

My voice in your dreams is the one that you hear.

Pulse to pulse, yeah, I pull your desire,

Thoughts run to me like a moth to a fire.

You feel my energy wrap you, tight and gentle—

I live in your head like a spell accidental.

Tarot snitched on you, babe — now I know your mind,

Yeah, the tarot caught you slippin’, now I know your mind,

Pulled love on repeat like you pressed rewind.

Actin’ all calm but your thoughts got handled—

Magic in the room, heat like a blown-out candle.

Pretty lil’ witch and I read you clean,

Aura in my hands, boy, I see everything.

You can hide your mouth, but the deck ain’t gentle—

Your truth popped out like the flame on a candle.

Pull to me pull to me