Line me up, okay, okay, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh, on gang, you got it
All these bitch-ass niggas be fanned out (Big fans)
Catch me a lot of places, but I bet you won’t catch me with my hand out (Nigga, never)
She need content for her page, she go to Nobu Malibu
Trap house ain’t closed for three days, I used to slide in the Malibu
This shit different now, we winnin’, me and gang meet in Turks, huh
Broski livin’ like a rapper, he made two M’s off terps (Proud of you)
She gotta listen to me or beat it, but she gotta make a choice (Yeah)
Handle my business and thеn do drugs, I’m a Ferrari boy, yeah (Skrrt)
Bro got the bluеs, I do the music, we both still slidin’ in the ‘Raq
Run through lots of pounds in weeks, a couple bros to watch my back, yeah, yeah
Seen a man get his blood brother whacked, how the fuck I’ma trust somebody? (Trust somebody)
I got played out a whole lot of M’s, how the fuck I’ma trust somebody? Yeah (Trust somebody)
I done fucked everything I want, how the fuck I’ma trust somebody? Yeah (You know? You know?)
I got family who love me for money, how the fuck I’ma trust somebody? (You know? You know?)
I done pulled the same move on tour, how the fuck I’ma trust somebody? Yeah (Slatt, slatt)
I’ma do bad by myself, why the fuck I’ma trust somebody?
I got brr like it’s legal, we don’t be on camera, that’s my people
You could make the list, you ain’t even made it (Scratch ’em out)
I’m not payin’ no TMZ so I could be caught out with one of these hoes
She post two hundred to keep it P, I told her I’ma buy her everything she want (Shh, shh, shh)
Run out of plays, love from the street, I might be more cutthroat with the white folks
Why that Chanel lady tell my bitch on me? I can’t even go in the store (What the fuck?)
I’m tryna see who fitter than this, JPG, Pucci, and Rick
Hidin’ the cup, they still on my dick, they loved me way before I was rich (I love you too)
No ID like I’m with Kanye and them, they bangin’ on what we tip
Can’t be numb, I’m a Ferrari boy, been booted up ever since molly world (Molly world)
Turn up a bottle girl, I’m makin’ a wall of stars for it (Literally)
I married the game, now I complain whenever they charge me for it (Charge me for it)
How the fuck I’ma trust somebody?
Yeah, seen a man get his blood brother whacked, how the fuck I’ma trust somebody? (Trust somebody)
I got played out a whole lot of M’s, how the fuck I’ma trust somebody? Yeah (Trust somebody)
I done fucked everything I want, how the fuck I’ma trust somebody? Yeah (Trust somebody)
I got family who love me for money, how the fuck I’ma trust somebody? Yeah (Trust somebody)
Seen a man get his blood brother whacked, how the fuck I’ma trust somebody? (Trust somebody)
I got played out a whole lot of M’s, how the fuck I’ma trust somebody? Yeah (Trust somebody)
I done fucked everything I want, how the fuck I’ma trust somebody? Yeah (Trust somebody)
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