In Don We Trust Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
We don't care what you look like
We don't care who you voted for
Who you worship, what you worship, who you love
It doesn't matter if your dad left you millions when he died, or if you knew who your father
Was
We have been honed into a machine of lethal moving parts that you would be wise to avoid
If you know what's good for you
We will not be intimidated
We will not back down
But if you want war, someone else will raise your sons and daughters
It's the return of the greatest
The one that they said won't make it (Damn)
Me and my dawgs ran it up
Real fast it look like Jamaicans (Damn)
Treat the comp like Usain Bolt (Yeah)
Bitch ima dog call me Bolt (Yeah)
Me and the money elope
If I can't get it shit I might revolt
No Diddy
I'm so up it don't make sense like 50
She see Don then she passed out like Wendy
She in love with the Peter no Wendy
These niggas my juniors I might be a Griffey
That's a hand me down damn that shit thrifty
I wore hand me downs now my drip trendy
Know they hate me now but they can't get me
They ignored me now I bet they was with me
Bitch we done made it (Yeah)
YK the greatest (Damn)
I know them niggas hated
Shit most of these niggas fakin
I'm from the Eastside for real baby
Everybody know ima Ville baby
Finna go up with no deal baby
Wanna hear me speak tell them niggas pay me
Don't fuck with niggas just been me lately
Pushin' this shit back to back Mercedes
One hand on the wheel, other on my lady
If looks can kill, I'll be booked and dated
You ain't get far cause of all that hatin
I think it's time that you hang it up
Nigga, welcome to the big leagues where we get a bag and don't care if we fuck it up
Say I'm that nigga again, stay the same like a twin
I went and did this for us
I don't give a fuck where you been
Or what side you on, you from the Ville, nigga, throw
It up
I swear I'm a beast with this pen, free my unc out the pen
I'm the biggest secret, that's tucked
Fuck it, let's put the whole town on the map
These niggas know that Cumberland back
I'm from a town where you can get smacked or you can get clapped
Call Of Duty map
These niggas know where we from
From the east side, baby, that's the slums
I'm from the town, baby, Murchison
I get around like Afeni son
I'll go the miles just to be the one
Hate how that sound, nigga, pass me up
It like a clown, but I can't be one
That fallout was loud, we can't patch shit up
Not Halle Berry, but I hold a grudge
I hope you don't forget the shit I done
Started the same, ain't get the same outcome
That shit look different when it's out the mud
Nigga, this shit out the mud, turned pain to a dub
I'm on my way up to the top
I cannot stop just because I said that I was
Everything that they said that I'm not
I'm on them heels like a pair of Nike socks
Dats dem rackades, not no shoes in the box
Life a arcade, fun, fun, fun, I can't stop
My bitch so wet, damn, I might need a mop
Shout out my ex if we cool why I'm blocked
I know the real you, dawg, you ain't from no block
I'm a rare dude, can't put me in no box
Big YK Won, that nigga on top
Damn, shit, I'm feelin' like knock
Married to the money, I'm feelin' like knock
Married to the money, shit I'm feel like I'm knock