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!!! (Don't Know Who To Trust)

 

!!! (Don't Know Who To Trust)

(album: Yellow Tape 2 - 2021)


Uh, it's cool
Yeah, ayy

My auntie died in her sleep, yeah, that shit fucked me up
And a couple day ones turned they back, I don't know who to trust
I don't know who to trust and I still don't give a fuck

These niggas know what's up, these bitches know what's up
Got a couple IG hoes on my dick, but they know I can't cuff (Uh-uh)
Got a couple IG hoes on my dick, they just good for some fucking (Uh-huh)
I'm hood rich, living luxury, I made it out the jungle (Bitch)
I made it out the gutter, jumped up off the porch straight thugging (Thuggin')
Bitch, yeah, I ran it up, before this shit got ugly (Bitch)
And I got some young niggas they hotter than an oven (Hot, hot)
Don't make me push that button, uh, rest in peace lil' buddy (R.I.P)
I don't give a fuck about nothing (Uh-uh), shit, I don't even fuck with my cousin (Yeah)
Shout out to my momma, bitch, I'm a natural-born hustler
Yeah, I'm a bad motherfucker, got a hammer on me, can't touch this
Ayy, shout out to my momma, bitch, I'm a natural-born hustler
Yeah, I'm still that lil' bad motherfucker, they still hating on me, I'm like what for? (Huh? The fuck?)
What for (Huh?), what for (Huh?), what for? (Huh?)
Ayy, why these niggas hating on the kid? Because my racks got big? (Racks)
Because I'm still fucking on this bitch? Because I got six whips?
Or because I got six watches to go right along with that shit? (Yeah)
Bitch, I be popping my shit (Yeah), bitch, I be popping my shit (Yeah)
These lil' rappers copy my shit (Haha), it look like a hitting list
I'm still tryna get another M, still tryna put a baby up in Karin
Yeah, I still got a lot a little shit I did and I still keep the steel right here on my hip (Bah, bah)
Bitch, I'm still getting rich, uh, bitch I'm still getting rich
I'm a smooth lil' nigga, I'm silk
Ayy, and I still don't show no symp' (Uh-uh)
My granny ain't raise no wimp (Uh-uh), and my grandaddy ain't play this shit (Uh-uh)
I made my first hundred, I was smiling like Rip
But this shit got rich and I ball above the rim (And I ball above the rim)

My auntie died in her sleep, yeah that shit fucked me up
And a couple day ones turned they back, I don't know who to trust
I don't know who to trust and I still don't give a fuck

I don't give a fuck!
Nigga, yeah

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