KA$HDAMI - Trust Issues lyrics

[Intro] You gon' fu*k with this one, Will Je t'aime Milanezie [Verse 1: KA$HDAMI] I can't believe I was gon' wife that ho Just to find out she a thot That ni**a not shootin', he cappin' I don't even think that lil' boy got a Glock, ayy Shawty just hit up my phone Sayin' she found me from TikTok, but [Chorus: KA$HDAMI] I got trust issues, ayy, I can't fu*k with you I would be in love with you, but this Wock' said, "Bae, I miss you" You got a boy bestfriend? Miss me It's a death sentence if you diss me Cado gon' spin your whole block like a frisbee Now you on TV like Disney If I like you too much, I can't fu*k with you Because I'ma miss you when you gone She said she wet to my voice on my songs That Glock make him dip, ni**a, likе a pond She said that I look like I got hoes I said, "Nah, shawty, you trippin'" I'm rockin' this Saint Laurеnt like a Christian Your b*tch ride me up and down like a piston, ayy [Verse 2: Riovaz] Gettin' my money, now she wanna kick it Seven foot six, yeah, my money like Ming Now you call me, shawty, why you be b*tchin'? Gettin' my bag and I spend it on me Makin' buckets like I'm Hardaway Top five, b*tch, with a star to stay Not my b*tch, don't talk to me Not my ho, don't bother me I'm snappin', I'm snappin' I'm used to indie but I'm rappin' Makin' money, why you cappin'? I stay with my b*tch, I'm relaxin' Wear VLONE and call it fashion You say that you love me, I'm laughin' Ghosted that b*tch, man, that's tragic [Verse 3: D'Mari Harris] Yeah, that's tragic I can't be stuck in the past tense I get to the bread, you imagine Sorry, I gotta stay passive Can't let you get a reaction No, quit all the madness God, a lot of people be has-beens 'Cause I'm so sick of the actin', yeah But, oh no, no more crooked smiles People runnin' they mouths, but can't even walk a mile in my shoes Can't be focused on clout, it blinds you Fake people be schemin' behind you Was down in the dark, gon' find you, no, oh, oh [Chorus: KA$HDAMI] I got trust issues, ayy, I can't fu*k with you I would be in love with you, but this Wock' said, "Bae, I miss you" You got a boy bestfriend? Miss me It's a death sentence if you diss me Cado gon' spin your whole block like a frisbee Now you on TV like Disney If I like you too much, I can't fu*k with you Because I'ma miss you when you gone She said she wet to my voice on my songs That Glock make him dip, ni**a, like a pond She said that I look like I got hoes I said, "Nah, shawty, you trippin'" I'm rockin' this Saint Laurent like a Christian Your b*tch ride me up and down like a piston, ayy [Outro] You gon' fu*k with this one, Will Je t'aime Milanezie