lirik lagu detroit rap news - trust none
[intro]
(david wesson)
put it on my n~gga, yeah, meech did that
turn a n~gga greedy, yeah, the streets did that
[verse]
can’t get no love from me, n~gga, i don’t trust nothin’
since the plug hit me with it, i been goin’ up
it’s a couple n~ggas hate me ’cause i’m showin’ up (i am)
when the lights hit the ice, look like a ‘bow of runtz (yeah)
doggy with the other side, but he won’t throw it up
yeah, dog rap good, but he poor as f~ck
judas take me in the back ’cause i come with chucks
you in the front with the broker, you tryna try on buffs
grown man breathin’, say he ain’t eatin’, though
then why the f~ck the n~gga breathin’ for? (ah)
call me mr. wholе thing, i ain’t seen an o
i heard you made a chick in cali, i ain’t need to go
off~white hoodiе cost me seven, i don’t need a coat
boy, have your leader out here lookin’ like he sweep a blow (haha)
i get rude as h~ll, why you think i got the t~shirt on?
heard your kit for sale, man, i’m sick n~ggas went back broke
‘member days standin’ at the sh~ll tryna sell my dope
trap all summer for the winter just to wear them coats
glock got a switch like a striper, don’t get too close
i got three kits just in case one get too old
stay on your mama couch, i’d spread your mama house
catch your family out and play in your granny mouth
40 on a plain~jane, i got bored
rose gold cuban in the sun look orange (yeah)
two b~tches kissin’ in my bed this morning (uh~huh?)
i sat back and watched, then they made me join ’em
i get fresh as h~ll to watch the lions game
how you put that sh~t together? need to try again
b~tch, i’m good in the bay ’cause i’m plugged with the 60s (what up?)
tryna go to vegas just to shoot dice with philthy
a n~gga throw a snowball, big ~~~~ gon’ k!ll him
when i play with bands, i don’t make instrumentals
hoes in the drop tryna play bryson tiller
only thing i know, dog, is my ice was hittin’ (that’s all i know)
please excuse me if i don’t say it ’cause i’m sh~ttin’
the only time you ever mixed dog, you had a kennel
big finkle b~tch, that’s the word in the prisons
so i can get you pulled out your cell like a visit
you really ain’t know goon, i can tell ’cause you friendly
bag big as h~ll like i fell down the chimney
[outro]
f~ck wrong with n~ggas, man?
uh~huh?
can’t get no love from me, n~gga, i don’t trust nothin’
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