Can't Trust (feat. WellKnownTay)
I can't really trust nobody
(I need trust)
I can't really trust nobody
(I need trust)
Watch that boy fold like origami
Niggas pocket watching
Money flipping, chop-sake (Wah)
Whole lotta trust and envy
You piss on the seat
You lil bitty boy
You cannot be me
I was young with ambition
I had to get straight to the green
(To the green)
I was young with ambition
I had to get straight to the green
(To the green)
(All that cash) (Fa shit-sho)
Mama want the Bentley not the Rover
Swear to god I can't get fucked over
Brody told me fake it til I make it
Head up my nigga i'm patient
I been self made, really got it out the mud since like 7th grade (Big facts)
That's why they hate til this day
They seen the cards I was dealt
I really had no help
Smile on my face been permanent
To hide the pain I was burning with
Wonder why I was a determined kid, yeah yeah
I look like I taste good so she eat up the drip (Skiii)
I can't really trust nobody
(I need trust)
I can't really trust nobody
(I need trust)
Watch that boy fold like origami
Niggas pocket watching
Money flipping, chop-sake (Wah)
Whole lotta trust and envy
You piss on the seat
You lil bitty boy
You cannot be me
I was young with ambition
I had to get straight to the green
(To the green)
I was young with ambition
I had to get straight to the green
(To the green)
(All that cash)
Now i'm in a all white coupe
In a all black mink
With a bad ass bitch putting tits on me
Whole lotta money and the whole gang deep
.223's and Glocks
Now that boy shook, like tambourine
Not with the jokes, not with the schemes
Put a nick to his mouth if he get outta swing
Fuck me on a bitch and now she on her knees
She begging for me, she ready to please
I do her dirty and bust on her jeans
Then I just send that lil hoe to the street
Heart made of stone, can't trust these skeezers
Can't trust these fake niggas either
Fake ass niggas unwelcome
Wxlves only, slit!
Shoutout to the wolves straight out the dungeon
You know how we get down
One of none's, but he's the one of one
He thought he had a gun but we tote bigger guns
And then we just, listen to the wxlves in the background whisper
As we takeover that soul
Takeover that mind, takeover that body
Then we let it go
(I need trust)
I can't really trust nobody
(I need trust)
Watch that boy fold like origami
Niggas pocket watching
Money flipping, chop-sake (Wah)
Whole lotta trust and envy
You piss on the seat
You lil bitty boy
You cannot be me
I was young with ambition
I had to get straight to the green
(To the green)
I was young with ambition
I had to get straight to the green
(To the green)
(All that cash) (Fa shit-sho)
Mama want the Bentley not the Rover
Swear to god I can't get fucked over
Brody told me fake it til I make it
Head up my nigga i'm patient
I been self made, really got it out the mud since like 7th grade (Big facts)
That's why they hate til this day
They seen the cards I was dealt
I really had no help
Smile on my face been permanent
To hide the pain I was burning with
Wonder why I was a determined kid, yeah yeah
I look like I taste good so she eat up the drip (Skiii)
I can't really trust nobody
(I need trust)
I can't really trust nobody
(I need trust)
Watch that boy fold like origami
Niggas pocket watching
Money flipping, chop-sake (Wah)
Whole lotta trust and envy
You piss on the seat
You lil bitty boy
You cannot be me
I was young with ambition
I had to get straight to the green
(To the green)
I was young with ambition
I had to get straight to the green
(To the green)
(All that cash)
Now i'm in a all white coupe
In a all black mink
With a bad ass bitch putting tits on me
Whole lotta money and the whole gang deep
.223's and Glocks
Now that boy shook, like tambourine
Not with the jokes, not with the schemes
Put a nick to his mouth if he get outta swing
Fuck me on a bitch and now she on her knees
She begging for me, she ready to please
I do her dirty and bust on her jeans
Then I just send that lil hoe to the street
Heart made of stone, can't trust these skeezers
Can't trust these fake niggas either
Fake ass niggas unwelcome
Wxlves only, slit!
Shoutout to the wolves straight out the dungeon
You know how we get down
One of none's, but he's the one of one
He thought he had a gun but we tote bigger guns
And then we just, listen to the wxlves in the background whisper
As we takeover that soul
Takeover that mind, takeover that body
Then we let it go
Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Pierce
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