I Don’t Trust - Intellectual

[Preface: Lil Flash]

I don’t trust, nooo man, I don’t trust, I don’t trust, I’m just flexin, aye fam bam, I don’t trust, I don’t trust shit, no I don’t trust

I don’t trust x9

No, no, I don’t trust

I’m just flexin Rob Van Dam “RVD!”

Only trust these faces in my pants

Sketat em x2 skrt

Get out of the jam

Finesse finesse or go bim bam bam

They call me chef boyar-Lil T

Most time I be high as fuck in the air like a frisbee “outta there”

I be flexing like I’m in the gym B “flexing”

And you be right where at my timbs be “lil bitch” “bitch”

Close to the ground, Glo Gang we on top “we be at the top”

Glory gang yeah we t’d “aye man glo gang” “gang”

And we fucking all your thots “lil bitch” I’ll be by the guns and go

I be up in mummy mode

I ain’t gonna stop this shit til I’m getting 60 for a show

Bitch this be that fire

Stop, drop and roll

Ferragamo all those

Flexing Johnny Bravo

I don’t trust niggas, niggas really G’s

Only fuck with friends

Niggas frienemies

Can’t trust these hoes they only want my cheese, can’t trust the whole gang niggas snaking me

I don’t trust x2 that’s why we keep these sigs tucked on us

You can’t trust not a damn soul

Let a nigga try me or almighty sosa

I’m gon buss, you better trust

If I miss God would ya ? up

You can’t trust not a damn soul

Boy better keep ya head up

Eyes open doe