Fivio Foreign - Trust lyrics
Fivio Foreign [Maxie Lee Ryles III] Brooklyn, New York. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Fivio Foreign - Trust lyrics]
AXL (AXL, AXL) Uh
Not like y'all, y'all not like us (No cap)
Gun I trust (Baow) gun I trust (Baow)
Uh, let's do it, uh (Baow)
Not like y'all, y'all not like us
Uh, yeah (Baow)
We not like y'all, y'all not like us (Nah)
In the gun I trust (Baow)
Uh, I'ma come right up
Gotta watch the shooter 'cause
The gun might bust (Grrt, baow) , huh (Baow)
War (War) , everybody on the floor (Baow)
We don't knock, we shoot through the door
(Grrt)
We give a fuck who the King of New York
(Baow) i say what I mean when I talk, huh
The hood ain't showin' no remorse (Baow)
Gunfights in the hall (Baow)
Bullets goin' through the walls (Uh, baow)
My niggas Crippin' for a cause, uh, yeah
We got this bitch on all fours
We seem 'em, we on 'em (Huh)
They do what I taught 'em
Wе crossed every T and wе dot every I
And we watched every corner, look
We made it home safe
She gon' know that I'm good when
I call in the morning (Uh)
And niggas know I always come in the morning
None of my niggas is mournin', uh
(Ayy, baow)
One up (One up) , scorin' (Scorin')
Shot good (Shot good) , Jordan (Jordan)
Ballin' (Ballin') , and we could put diamonds in our crosses (Ayy)
See what happen when they cross us
Losses, huh, they takin' losses, huh
I turn my niggas into bosses
They think I made it out
If bro do a hit, I'ma pay 'em out
Look at what they allow
He never sit up, he get bailed out (Baow)
Free JayDee out the jailhouse
I can't wait until you sail out
He need a pack, I send the mail out
He need a pack, I send the mail out
We not like y'all, y'all not like us (Nah)
In the gun I trust (Baow)
Uh, I'ma come right up
Gotta watch the shooter 'cause
The gun might bust (Grrt, baow) , huh (Baow)
War (War) , everybody on the floor (Baow)
We don't knock, we shoot through the door
(Grrt)
We give a fuck who the King of New York
(Baow) i say what I mean when I talk, huh
The hood ain't showin' no remorse (Uh)
Gunfights in the hall (Baow)
Bullets goin' through the walls (Uh, baow)
My niggas Crippin' for a cause, uh, yeah
We got this bitch on all fours
Not like y'all, y'all not like us (No cap)
Gun I trust (Baow) gun I trust (Baow)
Uh, let's do it, uh (Baow)
Not like y'all, y'all not like us
Uh, yeah (Baow)
We not like y'all, y'all not like us (Nah)
In the gun I trust (Baow)
Uh, I'ma come right up
Gotta watch the shooter 'cause
The gun might bust (Grrt, baow) , huh (Baow)
War (War) , everybody on the floor (Baow)
We don't knock, we shoot through the door
(Grrt)
We give a fuck who the King of New York
(Baow) i say what I mean when I talk, huh
The hood ain't showin' no remorse (Baow)
Gunfights in the hall (Baow)
Bullets goin' through the walls (Uh, baow)
My niggas Crippin' for a cause, uh, yeah
We got this bitch on all fours
We seem 'em, we on 'em (Huh)
They do what I taught 'em
Wе crossed every T and wе dot every I
And we watched every corner, look
We made it home safe
She gon' know that I'm good when
I call in the morning (Uh)
And niggas know I always come in the morning
None of my niggas is mournin', uh
(Ayy, baow)
One up (One up) , scorin' (Scorin')
Shot good (Shot good) , Jordan (Jordan)
Ballin' (Ballin') , and we could put diamonds in our crosses (Ayy)
See what happen when they cross us
Losses, huh, they takin' losses, huh
I turn my niggas into bosses
They think I made it out
If bro do a hit, I'ma pay 'em out
Look at what they allow
He never sit up, he get bailed out (Baow)
Free JayDee out the jailhouse
I can't wait until you sail out
He need a pack, I send the mail out
He need a pack, I send the mail out
We not like y'all, y'all not like us (Nah)
In the gun I trust (Baow)
Uh, I'ma come right up
Gotta watch the shooter 'cause
The gun might bust (Grrt, baow) , huh (Baow)
War (War) , everybody on the floor (Baow)
We don't knock, we shoot through the door
(Grrt)
We give a fuck who the King of New York
(Baow) i say what I mean when I talk, huh
The hood ain't showin' no remorse (Uh)
Gunfights in the hall (Baow)
Bullets goin' through the walls (Uh, baow)
My niggas Crippin' for a cause, uh, yeah
We got this bitch on all fours