Lyrics
Why you playing like a nigga don't know
Why you playing like a nigga don't know
Why you playing like a nigga don't know
I don't trust you hoe I don't trust my bro
I don't trust my fam I don't trust my bros
Don't trust these women I don't trust my hoe
cll I trust is money and that's all I know
Yall are just a means and nothing more
In the end what the fuck you looking at me like that
Like fat joe trick you better go in lean back
Make yo ass jump straight into a heart attack
Make a nigga tap dance turn yo ass to a scat cat
Hit you with Roscoe make a nigga dash
Drug money come fast don't like fast cash
Playing with my feelings bitch gone get blast
Dumb rap is the only thing that last
Don't trust these women don't cuff these hoes
These bitches subbcbus trying to take a nigga soul
Not my bae nigga you must don't know
Took her crib and she was the first to go
The first to go
Got damn
Lay with one open no Fetty wap
Spill blood on the flow won't clean it with a mop
Nigga let me think.... hold on wait just stop
Keep getting loud then yo ass gone get pop
Bet it on her now you got to pay that price
Smoke one to get higher than life
We use to ball together like Isahiah and Dywight
Got stab in back why you got a knife
Why you playing like a nigga don't know
Why you playing like a nigga don't know
Why you playing like a nigga don't know
I don't trust you hoe I don't trust my bro
Why you playing like a nigga don't know
Why you playing like a nigga don't know
Why you playing like a nigga don't know
I don't trust you hoe I don't trust my bro
I wonder why you mad the hoe got you sad
Thinking suicide cause I brunt the bitch head
Gave her yo all put the chick up in yo bed
Dining on the chick when you ate between her leg
I respect women but I don't trust hoes
Stomp you in the head and yo face to you feel my sole
You was about wife her then she said hell no
Finna go get yo pistol well say no moe
The world against me everybody my foe
I bet at my funeral they have a toast
Pull up in a phantom tryna to get ghost
I aint trying flex I ain't trying to boast
Tryna set a nigga up when she fell to the flow
Use to love her ass cliching down why i choke
Fina fall back smash her sister on the low
I wonder why she lie like a night don't know
I wonder she ate me up like a slush
Don't step to plate main nigga hush
You knew the rules of the street and you fuck ed up
Talk a lot of a shit the you bound to get flush
TUNECORE INC