[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?