!!! (Don't Know Who To Trust)

[ Intro]

Uh, it's cool

Yeah, ayy

[ Chorus ]

My auntie died in her sleep, yeah, that shit ****ed me up

And a couple day ones turned they back, I don't know who to trust

I don't know who to trust and I still don't give a ****

[Verse]

These niggas know what's up, these bitches know what's up

Got a couple IG hoes on my dick, but they know I can't cuff (Uh - uh)

Got a couple IG hoes on my dick, they just good for some ****ing (Uh-huh)

I'm hood rich, livin' luxury, I made it out the jungle (bitch)

I made it out the gutter, jumped up off the porch straight thuggin' (Thuggin')

****, yeah, I ran it up, before this shit got ugly (bitch)

And I got some young niggas they hotter than an oven (Hot, hot)

Don't make me push that button, uh, rest in peace lil' buddy (R.I.P)

I don't give a **** about nothin' (Uh-uh), shit, I don't even **** with my cousin (Yeah)

Shout out to my momma, bitch, I'm a natural-born hustler

Yeah, I'm a bad mother****er, got a hammer on me, can't touch this

Ayy, shout out to my momma, bitch, I'm a natural-born hustler

Yeah, I'm still that lil' bad mother****er, they still hatin' on me, I'm like what for? (Huh? The ****?)

What for (Huh?), what for (Huh?), what for? (Huh?)

Ayy, why these niggas hatin' on the kid? Because my racks got big? (Racks)

Because I'm still ****ing on this bitch? Because I got six whips?

Or because I got six watches to go right along with that shit? (Yeah)

Bitch, I be poppin' my shit (Yeah), bitch, I be poppin' my shit (Yeah)

These lil' rappers copy my shit (Haha), it look like a hitting list

I'm still tryna get another M, still tryna put a baby up in Karin

Yeah, I still got a lot a little shit I did and I still keep the steel right here on my hip (Bah, bah)

Bitch, I'm still gettin' rich, uh, bitch I'm still gettin' rich

I'm a smooth lil' nigga, I'm silk

Ayy, and I still don't show no symp' (Uh -uh)

My granny ain't raise no wimp (Uh- uh), and my grandaddy ain't play this shit (Uh-uh)

I made my first hundred, I was smilin' like Rip

But this shit got rich and I ball above the rim (And I ball above the rim)

[Chorus ]

My auntie died in her sleep, yeah that shit ****ed me up

And a couple day ones turned they back, I don't know who to trust

I don't know who to trust and I still don't give a ****

[Outro]

I don't give a ****!

Nigga, yeah