Don't Trust

Who I be, Juicy J

One bitch won't do shit, I gotta fuck two a day

Always about gettin' paid

Paper chasin' and I can't let a single dollar get away

Blowin' money like weed smoke

Spend a couple bands, just to make it all double back

On the block like a running back

Put the chopper at your ass

Have your tough ass runnin' laps

These **** beefin' with each other over lame ass hoes

Seen the same bitch suckin' dick in the club for some Rosé Mo

A few words of advice, keep my name off your tape

Young ****

I got **** that'll kill for me, if I say the word

They gon' pull that trigger

Once agian, I be goin' in

I be at these ****' necks, like a violin

**** fucked up, gotta go and try again

1-800-GET-RICH, broke ****, dial in

Let me tell you people what a boss is

You ain't rich if you still got broke friends

'Cause you know they still hate on a ****

Tryna get some money, they gon' send you up a river

I don't trust these hoes

And I don't trust these ****

I don't trust these hoes

And I don't trust these ****

I don't get caught up though

I pull them triggers

I don't trust these hoes

And I don't trust these ****

How can a **** trust trust any one of you clowns

When my own family let me down

Everybody in this muhfucker, hands out

Bullseye on a motherfucker, grans out

Sore thumb swag, **** know I stand out

Pull in the Casper, then the bitches ran out

Neck shine like police lights

**** lookin', say, we hood like street life, beef's cookin'

Flash money round ratchet hoes, they gon' steal it

Bitch, fuck with my money, somebody gettin' killed

Gotta watch these ****, gotta watch these bitches

I trust my chopper to watch my riches

Sewed the game up like stitches

Fuck snitches, you **** comin' up short like midgets

I try to keep the shit one thousand

With the **** who kept it one thousand

I'ma hustle, fuck loungin'

When I didn't have shit, you didn't come around then

Thought she was my bitch, she was your bitch

Her bitch, his bitch, a for sure bitch

You caught feelings, now you wanna kill her

Don't get upset, dawg, that's just the real her

These bitches love givin' head, love spendin' bread

Sellin' pussy on the low, what you said

I don't trust these hoes

And I don't trust these ****

I don't trust these hoes

And I don't trust these ****

I don't get caught up though

I pull them triggers

I don't trust these hoes

And I don't trust these ****