I can't trust just anyone You callin' and I'm pullin' up (Babe) Can cross my heart and hope to die I never tried to give it up
Push it out like export I can put you in a LEX Sport Send her back, ting moved down next door I'm just doin' all the shit that I'm meant for And the pain and the drugs be my mentor, uh Stack it up 6'4 Always been an outcast like big boy In a castle, this bitch got [mink?] floors Talk bad but you ain't on shit, boy I'm calling your bluff Said he got a bag, he ain't ballin' like us Snakes everywhere so I keep it low cut Used to be bad but a nigga woke up [?] niggas ain't no salt, no blood Her mask, baby, said, "Buy me a butt" Wrist so hot, [onе time I jump?] Probably couldn't count none if I was countin' on none
I can't trust just anyonе You callin' and I'm pullin' up (Babe) Can cross my heart and hope to die I never tried to give it up, ayy
I been workin', ain't blessed, boy 'Cause my shooter got twos like pep, boy Said she down, put my name on her breast, boy I ain't even tryna beef with these prep boys All these hoes run around like escorts Nigga, I'm a Sith Lord Have you ever seen a brick in the tin foil? Talk shit and get killed like discord Treat little buddy like a doll, like "Get boy" Ayy, lil' buddy, man up Heard your pockets so funny, like "Stand up" I ain't chillin' 'til I got a hundred grand up And my hands ain't never gon' hand up None of these racks These boys cap, you don't even need hats Way these niggas squeal, we don't even need rats Like to hit it from the back just to hear [?]
I can't trust just anyone You callin' and I'm pullin' up (Babe) Can cross my heart and hope to die I never tried to give it up
Compositores: Joseph Edward Flanagan (Joe Flanagan), James Haley (Bigbabygucci), Ian Francis ECAD: Obra #42813930