No No No (feat. YG)

Yeah, yeah, yeah I can't trust these bitches No, no-no-no, no-no-no, no, no I can't trust these pussy ass niggas No-no-no, no-no-no, no, no I can't trust these bitches No-no-no, no-no-no, no, no I can't trust these pussy ass niggas No-no-no, no-no-no, no, no First thing's first, I can't trust none of these niggas Act like they your partner but they really in they feelings Tell they ass a secret, they gon' tell somebody else Bought to grab their Glock 17 right off the shelf Think I ain't gon' pull it, I ain't seeing bullets Strapped up with that hoodie, motherfucking Boogie Lying to your homie, man I thought I was your homie? But your ass is phony I'm cool by my lonely I don't need no friends All I need is bands All I need is grams Sitting in the pans Went to big baller just to see the Rollie dance Racks looking like I got another pair of pants I can't trust these bitches No, no-no-no, no-no-no, no, no I can't trust these pussy ass niggas No-no-no, no-no-no, no, no I can't trust these bitches No-no-no, no-no-no, no, no I can't trust these pussy ass niggas No-no-no, no-no-no, no, no I got trust issues If my resume more gangster than your gangster I can't fuck with you Got trust issues Your quarterback always getting sacked You can't complete, your connect don't fuck with you Can't hustle with you Oh-oh, cause my money look funny Me and my niggas gon' rumble with you Girl wassup with you? If your make up caked up then we stink, I can't fuck with you They talk behind my back Borrow all my straps I just showed 'em love Fronted work and gave up racks This song come with the racks Like Curren$y grabbing some money stacks My past is full of facts While OT wrote this hook like that I can't trust these bitches No, no-no-no, no-no-no, no, no I can't trust these pussy ass niggas No-no-no, no-no-no, no, no I can't trust these bitches No-no-no, no-no-no, no, no I can't trust these pussy ass niggas No-no-no, no-no-no, no, no