on your own! ft. ladeftw! & birzrk Lyrics

I can't trust nobody

All my homies been slinging them drugs

My bro got a stick

I ain't fearing nobody

Baby girl you know i'm not in love

(Cartier! Cartier!)

(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah) I got these Percs in my body

Had to leave them bars alone

And i got a stick i ain't fearing nobody

And you fucked that bitch on your own

And i got wock i don't need no cough

She blowin my phone like ho' if You don't

You said that you getting racks When you don't

And i'm in the studio leave me lone'

And i'm with this bitch

No she don't call me her brother

Bad ass lil bitch get that shit from her mother

Ain't never gone change you not my brother

I'm on the road switching lanes like the weather

Go to the racks make me better

We out the house tell her look for the sweater

Can't lie, hate that bitch when i met her

And when we outside we swinging berettas

I see a lil bitch if i want her i get her

She a sneaky hoe, she sum special

Hop on this bitch and my niggas Gone miss it

Styrofoam cup, sipping that purple liquid

I be high in the sky

All my diamonds gon' shine

I be in the air

I swear that bitch be glistening

I came with a stick

I came with a drum

And i knock that bitch up

This her favorite song

I got all this damn money

My pockets feel numb

That boy wanna act tough

So i gave him, a slump

Stack benjamin's high

Lil nigga what's up

You hang from the bottom

All my niggas up

You can't get fixed

Lay it up, bout to score on your bitch

Got to give that lil nigga a clip

Lil bad hoe and she speak spanish

Hold on

Let me speak for a motherfucking sec'

Loui' my bae

That bitch she straight from the A

My pockets fat just like a mace

You bugging he gay

All he got he askin for change

And they askin for love

Hell nah

My shit cost a million

Yo' shit not the same

Yo' hoe ran through

Hell yeah

Got circle diamonds yeah

And my shit still goin rain

I can't trust nobody

All my homies been slinging them drugs

My bro got a stick i ain't fearing nobody

Baby girl you know i'm not in love

Jumpin' that bitch

You ain't gone do shit about it

Like payton i fuck with the glove

I got the ricks

And we still get rowdy

Clean him up just like some drugs

I got these percs in my body

Had to leave them bars alone

And i got a stick i ain't fearing nobody

And you fucked that bitch on your own

And i got wock i don't need no cough

She blowin my phone like ho' if You don't

You said that you getting racks When you don't

And i'm in the studio leave me lone'

And i'm with this bi