Trust Issues
(Nigga put your trust in a hoe, he trippin')
Aye, nigga put your trust up in a bitch, you goin' crazy
I can't even touch a bitch, I'm thinkin' she got rabies
Aye, put Kasino in the trap, I get it jumpin' like the 80s
Flip a onion, I'ma do it quick, I do it on the daily
Nigga put your trust up in a bitch, you lost your mind
Tryna run it up, get rich for all my niggas doin' time
I need a hundred just to spit this shit expensive when I rhyme
Niggas gunnin' just to hit, I got defense out on the line
Everywhere I go, face good, pockets fat
Finna hop up on that road and drop the hood and spark the thrax
You want a pack, I got the lows, eleven hundred for a sack you can flip it, get some dough and get some money, throw a tax, bitch
Show me you can trap and I might put you on the map
If you owe me, I'ma have to slide and put you on your back
Said, fuck the police, I been gettin' high ever since I learned to clap
And I'ma grow it to the fuckin' sky, you'll never see me slack
Should I rent the Vette or should I cop it, either way
I'ma go and pick my bitch up, know we boppin' to the A
Put that dick all in her liver, she can't walk, it's DOA
Say she love a groovy nigga, stackin' chips on Frito-Lay
Say I'll let you slide, but call your ride, cause you can't stay
From the ops, i'll never hide to catch a nigga I can't wait
I froze the clock, can't tell the time, remember cryin' by that pape
Cock the Glock then let it fly, and then I'm skippin' out of state
Ayy, know I got necessities, I had to run it up
Heard the flow and now she textin' me, she tryna see what's up
Call my phone and now she stressin' me, I know she wanna fuck
And yeah, I know I got that recipe, could never give it up
Got the recipe, you tryna jack it, you a plankton
I'ma stand up on my feet until my back tell me, I can't
And I'm a motherfuckin' creature how I'm back up in that lake
Remember standin' on the street to flip a pack and get that pape
Nigga, put your trust up in a bitch, you goin' crazy
I can't even touch a bitch, I'm thinkin' she got rabies
Set Kasino in the trap, I get it jumpin' like the 80s
Flip a onion, I'ma do it quick, I do it on the daily
Nigga, put your trust up in a bitch, you lost your mind
Tryna run it up, get rich for all my niggas doin' time
I need a hundred just to spit this shit expensive when I rhyme
Niggas gunnin' just to hit, I got defense out on the line
Aye, nigga put your trust up in a bitch, you goin' crazy
I can't even touch a bitch, I'm thinkin' she got rabies
Aye, put Kasino in the trap, I get it jumpin' like the 80s
Flip a onion, I'ma do it quick, I do it on the daily
Nigga put your trust up in a bitch, you lost your mind
Tryna run it up, get rich for all my niggas doin' time
I need a hundred just to spit this shit expensive when I rhyme
Niggas gunnin' just to hit, I got defense out on the line
Everywhere I go, face good, pockets fat
Finna hop up on that road and drop the hood and spark the thrax
You want a pack, I got the lows, eleven hundred for a sack you can flip it, get some dough and get some money, throw a tax, bitch
Show me you can trap and I might put you on the map
If you owe me, I'ma have to slide and put you on your back
Said, fuck the police, I been gettin' high ever since I learned to clap
And I'ma grow it to the fuckin' sky, you'll never see me slack
Should I rent the Vette or should I cop it, either way
I'ma go and pick my bitch up, know we boppin' to the A
Put that dick all in her liver, she can't walk, it's DOA
Say she love a groovy nigga, stackin' chips on Frito-Lay
Say I'll let you slide, but call your ride, cause you can't stay
From the ops, i'll never hide to catch a nigga I can't wait
I froze the clock, can't tell the time, remember cryin' by that pape
Cock the Glock then let it fly, and then I'm skippin' out of state
Ayy, know I got necessities, I had to run it up
Heard the flow and now she textin' me, she tryna see what's up
Call my phone and now she stressin' me, I know she wanna fuck
And yeah, I know I got that recipe, could never give it up
Got the recipe, you tryna jack it, you a plankton
I'ma stand up on my feet until my back tell me, I can't
And I'm a motherfuckin' creature how I'm back up in that lake
Remember standin' on the street to flip a pack and get that pape
Nigga, put your trust up in a bitch, you goin' crazy
I can't even touch a bitch, I'm thinkin' she got rabies
Set Kasino in the trap, I get it jumpin' like the 80s
Flip a onion, I'ma do it quick, I do it on the daily
Nigga, put your trust up in a bitch, you lost your mind
Tryna run it up, get rich for all my niggas doin' time
I need a hundred just to spit this shit expensive when I rhyme
Niggas gunnin' just to hit, I got defense out on the line
Credits
Writer(s): Kae Kasino
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