[Hook - x2]
I cannot trust any b**hes
Why would I trust all these hoes?
I cannot trust my own n***as, sh**
All of them turning to foes
I cannot trust all this money
f** is this rap sh** about?
I'm sipping I'm still getting top
Bet she did that sh** all for the clout
[Verse]
Still chiefin' that good sh**
Pulled up in that foreign b**h
Imma dopeboy so your b**h is down
What you flexing hoe I done had that
Waste mans sticking to the script
Finna pipe your b**h in my polo fit
I should pop a xan and just yolo sh**
How they hating on me but they watch this sh**?
b**h you just like the feds
You can drop some sh** but imma top the sh**
Let your b**h come through and take super dick
It's the Khronic hoe my first name is Nick
Pocket full of some dead prez
I pour a 2 litre like f** stress
Did it all on my own
Shout to Ralph Lauren I stay fresh
[Hook]
[Outro]
I cannot trust any b**hes
Why would I trust all these hoes?
I cannot trust my own n***as
All of them turning to foes
f** is this rap sh** about?
Bet she did that sh** all for the clout
I cannot trust any b**hes
Why would I trust all these hoes?
I cannot trust my own n***as
All of them turning to foes (x2)
Why would I trust all these hoes?