Trust By BPM ProducedIT Lyrics

When I drop my flow, you know it's bustin

I want the whole pie

I be warmin' up the oven

I say you wanna step, but

I know you ain't about nothin

You ain't been my buddy,why you thinkin

I'ma trust you I don't know why

I don't know why you thinkin

I'ma trust you

I had a plan, put sand in his eyes

He was a good lookin' boy, he was rushin

She don't want these bad motherfuckin' hoes

Top shit, knock niggas straight out his fuckin shoes

Told you niggas I got loose fuckin' screws

And I ain't playin' by nobody's rules Fuck with you, mean bitch

I'm gettin' to my news Nigga, you talk too soon, couldn't kill your

I don't know why

I don't know why you thinkin

I'ma trust you

I had a plan, put sand in his eyes

He was a good lookin' boy, he was rushin

She don't want these bad motherfuckin' hoes

Top shit, knock niggas straight out his fuckin

Shoes

And I ain't playin' by nobody's rules

Fuck with you, mean bitch, I'm gettin' to my new

My little brother, my little brother

My little brother, my little brother

My little brother, my nephew, my son

My little brother, don't trust a motherfucker

My nana told me no, never trust no man, never show no man

You're a motherfucker, cause they tryna stop your play

And they don't wanna see where you gotta go, my girl

And that's the fuckin' truth

Don't ever trust these motherfuckers tryna knock you out your shoes

He can sit here with your bro, he can sit here

With you But I swear to God

I'll tell you the motherfuckin

Truth, don't trust a hoe

You know it's bustin

I want the whole pot I be warmin' up the oven

Say you wanna step, but I know you ain't bout nothin

You ain't been my buddy, why you thinkin' I'ma trust ya

You can trust me, playin' with my family

Swear to God, I'ma bust it, I ain't playin' around, boy

I ain't arrested, bitch, I still shoot like I was a youngin

I been hearin' the fuckin' truth, bitch

Bitch, you know what it is, bitch, millionaire

Swear to God, boy scout, bitch, shit, bitch

I ain't playin' around, bitch, gettin' to these digits

And I swear to God, makin' this album for my fuckin' kids

Nigga, that's the truth, and you can trust that

Bitch, don't trust these niggas, cuz they ain't bout shit

Nigga, fuck around, I be killin' cuz they ain't with it

Bitch, you trust some niggas, boy, you fuckin' around in the high class

You know it's bustin

I want the whole pot I be warmin' up the oven

Say you wanna step, but I know you ain't bout nothin

You ain't been my buddy, why you thinkin' I'ma trust ya

I don't wanna fuck around in that class

Pussy nigga know I'm on some damn shit

I don't trust shit

I don't trust you

I might not trust my own fuckin' mother

I ain't trustin' no motherfucker

But shit

Motherfuckers always throw some bullshit

Motherfuckers ain't the beast, trustin' in this shit

Fuck around, get your fuckin' head fuckin' split

Fuck around, trust, get your fuckin' head

Trust get you left fuckin' red dead

Don't trust in this bitch, or I'm goin' with the black

And if you thought I trusted

I think you ain't gettin' it

Bitch

I ain't no fuckin' lick

I don't trust fuckin' shit

Cause y'all niggas always tryin' to rob me up with that bullshit

Bitch, I'ma be quick with that candy in your face

Bitch, when I swear to God, bitch, it's a cold case

Bitch

I ain't trustin' shit