Trust No Bitch Lyrics

It's undebatable

If I had a bullet

You would've ate it bull

You panic if I rage at all

I don't need alcohol

No safety harness if I fall

I risk it all

I just wanna tap your jabber jaw

Yea

Conduct business and

Its factual

Yea

I know you need to hear this

What you running from

You don't get none being one

Realize It's what you become

Awhole life of trying to run

Yea

I got the call

I knew he was drunk

Belligerent

And That's at the Minimum

Saying He ran outta gas

Slapped put it In park

Waiting in the lot

Of markies mini golf

You was scared

Tho I still hopped in

He Screaming i fucked his wife

I said I'm not the him

Mean while I'm driving

He got a pistol

Sitting shot gun

He wanted information but I ain't got None

I didn't know Truely

He said my dog was fucking my jawn

What comes around goes around

You get it now

Pop the trunk

While drag a another body out

We get take and

You left with the balance

He pulled the pistol to my head

I said what you crazy

He's flicking his ash

Screaming he'll put one in the dash

I said what's the point

This life a toy

But you fragile

Them drinks got you thinking you Rambo

I'm Gonna leave with your brain Scrambled

Yea

You Scared of your shadow

Your boys be the first to set up you up

Never trust what the Feds and what They say your friends did

They all sell you out

For a body bag

If you open your mouth

You started as a mouse

With a half ounce

Now you a rat

Running With a pound

I handed them a knife

And stab you in the back

My car outside your crib you cracked

I couldn't believe that

This Life a rubix cube if that

Green on top

You Better avoid the red and blue

Until you pay your dues

Trust me it's true

If you only knew

What your friends really do

You trying sell me a car

Then Got mad when I was like Nah

Then I heard he started popping off

On how bull fucked her raw

On top the hood of his car

I'm like na you sure

Walking home smoking a bog

You on the phone

With some Jawn

I had rubbers but you went raw

You a stupid dog

Left them jawns under the splash block

Them pictures ain't what got you Popped

Its that crying ass voice mail

Ask gog

I'd swear but I don't believe on god

Na

Writing letters to my boy he upstate

He selfish and helpless

Still Trying to develop

It all came from the cellar

Underground

You Screaming you hard

But We got pictures of you running Out

You a clown

Spit so much you could drowned

Don't front

I know

You know see me around what's up