Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Future
Canto
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Nayvadius Wilburn
Autoría
Leland Wayne
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Metro Boomin
Producción
Prince 85
Producción
Chris XZ
Producción adicional
Eric Manco
Ingeniería de grabación
Victor Luevanos
Asistente de ingeniería
Aaron Fugeri
Asistente de ingeniería
Ethan Stevens
Ingeniería de mezcla
Joe LaPorta
Masterización
D. Rich
Producción adicional
Letra
[Intro]
Fake written all over you
Hate written all over you
Hate written all over
Fake written all over you
Hate written all over you
Fake written all over you
Hate written all over you
Smiling faces
Sometimes pretend to be your friend
Smiling faces show no traces
Of the evil that lurks within
Can you dig it?
Fake written all over you
Hater written all over you
Fake written all over you, yeah
[Verse 1]
I been in the cold, couldn't feel my toes, but I still stuck to the code
Money won't fold, pockets won't hold enough
Takin' my pole in there, F&N in there
Take me anywhere, I'm takin' over the trap
I see the real clear, woodgrain Cartier
Poppin' a real pill, higher than Beverly Hills
I got too much spill, I give a bitch chills
Took out a small bill, make all the hoes strip
You need a weed feel, I get it vacuum-sealed
Came from the Eastside, shooters on detail
Go purchase a new Chanel, I need a refill
Strikers in Trackhawks, ridin' the V12
I peeped the mood, dawg, I peeped the intel
Get it trippin', all you gon' see is shells
[Chorus]
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
We don't trust you ****, we don't
I don't trust no motherfuckin' body
We don't trust you ****, we don't
We don't trust you
We don't trust you ****, we don't
We don't trust you ****, we don't
Smiling faces
We don't trust you ****, we don't
Show no traces
Of the evil that lurks within
We don't trust you
[Verse 2]
You a **** number one fan, dog
Sneak dissin', I don't understand, dog
Pillowtalkin', actin' like a fed, dog
I don't need another fake friend, dog
Can't be 'bout a ho 'cause we sharin', dog
In your feelings, ****, why you playin', dog?
Give her backshots while she layin' down
Keep the Glock cocked, I don't trust hoes
Top shotter, goin' for the gusto
Like a real dog, got a mutt ho
Get the lo', you a John Doe
Bubble Eye Benz on a ho
Rappin' so pretend, you a ho
Nine-figure ****, tag a toe
Ain't no tappin' in, better blow
Tired of poppin' pills, but he blessed
Flash a couple M's on my chest
Ain't no sabotagin', lil' finesse
We was in the field, placin' bets
Still gettin' chills in my flesh
Takin' karma, turn it to success
Thoroughbred and Pluto, nothin' less
Twenty drivers parked at the jet
Whip the Phantom to the projects
Death before dishonor, no confess
[Chorus]
We don't trust you ****, we don't
Smiling faces
We don't trust you ****, we don't
Pretend to be your friend
We don't trust you
[Outro]
We don't trust you, no, no, no
We don't trust you, no, no, no, no, no, no
We don't trust you, no, no, no
We don't trust you, no, no, no, no, no, no
We don't trust you, no, no, no
Trust is a motherfucker
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm—
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you
Hate written all over you
Fake written all over you
Hater written all over you
Fake written all over you
Trust is a motherfucker
Written by: Barrett Strong, Christopher Townsend, Dwayne Richardson, Leland Wayne, Nayvadius Wilburn, Paul Fishman, Prince 85
