Released on March 7, 2016

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[Chorus]

I don't really trust them no more

All these bitches do is talk behind your back, that's a no go

And I don't really stress it no more

Getting all this money made my heart so cold

Middle finger up to you hoes

Hating on me, I'm making moves on the road though

And I don't really trust them no more

I don't really stress it no more

I don't be trusting them, I don't be trusting them

I don't be stressing them, I don't be stressing them

I swear I just flex on them, I swear I just flex on them

I swear I just flex on them, I swear I just flex on them


[Verse 1]

Carbi B, me, bad one

You bitches, sad ones

I just get my money and I style on them

All them bitches broke and they mad I just dab on them

Wave bye, hit the gas on them

200 on the dash on them

I don't say much, I just swag on them

I be killin' them, I go Fab on them

Left right, throwing jabs at them

Night night, I'ma black on them

Hit the game raw, no Magnums

Can't stop winning, God, finna go platinum


[Chorus]

I don't really trust them no more

All these bitches do is talk behind your back, that's a no go

And I don't really stress it no more

Getting all this money made my heart so cold

Middle finger up to you hoes

Hating on me, I'm making moves on the road though

And I don't really trust them no more

I don't really stress it no more

I don't be trusting them, I don't be trusting them

I don't be stressing them, I don't be stressing them

I swear I just flex on them, I swear I just flex on them

I swear I just flex on them, I swear I just flex on them


[Verse 2]

NY, Cardi next in line

Yeah, it's my time, real hittas gonna respect mine

I got deadlines, I'ma hit the headlines

Ain't no bedtime, young boss, nigga, I ain't lying

I fuck shit up then I come for my checks

What you expect? Cardi in full effect

I see they mad, I see they vexed

But it's not my fault when I shoot it's all net

Like swish, now they look at the flick of the wrist

They sending shots but I swear it's all miss

Cardi fall off, yeah, bitch, you wish

You must be drunk off all of those liqs


[Outro]

I don't be trusting them, I don't be trusting them

I don't be stressing them, I don't be stressing them

I swear I just flex on them, I swear I just flex on them

I swear I just flex on them, I swear I just flex on them

NY, Cardi next in line

Yeah, it's my time, real hittas gonna respect mine

I got deadlines, I'ma hit the headlines

Ain't no bedtime, young boss, nigga, I ain't lying