Don't Trust

Don't Trust Roll that shit up, ni*** That California (Mustard on the beat, ho) I ride for my niggas, I die for my niggas But hopefully none of us go, I'mma keep gettin' money And stay one hunnid, & I put the bro's before hoes We don't trust you niggas, f*** you niggas We don't trust you niggas We don't trust you niggas, f*** you niggas We don't trust you niggas We don't trust you niggas We'll f*** your bitch, then make her f*** my clique If I can't get you I'mma get her & and play piano with her clit' Niggas try & go against the clique But how some broke niggas gon' go against rich? It's all bad if I crack your bitch, I'm gettin' money I should go gold, this is thick, yeah They say you live and your learn, well I learned Niggas won't be shit with a perm' You's fuckin' with me, now it's fuckin' with me You say you real ? Then you a real-ass dummy Karma might have somebody pop your bitch ass Now your mama hopin' she ain't lost your bitch ass Keep callin' my phone, askin' me for favors So I have to put a block on your bitch ass EBG, everybody get it Certified young ni*** give a damn 'bout a ni*** YG man, f*** these niggas If a ni*** cross us we'll hash out a ni*** Can't compete my right hand with my left hand Glocks don't jam, shootin' shots at you niggas Bad bitch she in California and rollin' California, OG kush, ni*** When I'm in the club, shooters outside They don't give a damn 'bout a ni*** standin' in the crowd If a hater turnt up, lift my head up Bet them young niggas gon' turn his ass down I don't trust nobody, don't trust me Took a lot of niggas' shit when I was on E You know Young Scooter, you'll know the street Man f*** y'all niggas, cause I gotta eat [Hook]