Moneybagg Yo, King Von - Trust Nothing lyrics

[Moneybagg Yo, King Von - Trust Nothing lyrics]

(Banger) huh? What?
Yeah, huh? Huh? What? Nah, nah, huh? What?
(DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
Huh? What? Von

Bitch, why you tweakin' about shit ain't
Got shit to do with you? (What? What?)
When I get this check, ho
I swear that I'm through with you
(Swear that I'm through)
Think you the only one? Bitch
It's a few of you (Bitch, it's a few)
I don't do one-on-ones, bitch
I need two of you (Huh? What? Nah, nah)
I don't trust nothin'
I keep it one hundred (Nah)
I thought it was somethin'
It really was nothin'
(It really was nothin')
We started off fuckin'
I'm keepin' you cummin'
(I started off fuckin')
I'm holdin' her down
She can't do no runnin' (yeah, yeah)
Her ass in the air, so I put my thumb in
(I put my) she say I'm the best
She know how I'm bomin' (She know how)
I'm makin' her laugh
She know that I'm funny
(She know that I'm)
I'm all in her stomach from Monday to Sunday
(yeah, yeah) i ask her what's wrong and
She say that it's nothin'
(Say that it's nothin')
I know her too well
I know that it's somethin'
(Nah, nah, I know that it's somethin')
I been through her phone
I know that she fuckin'
(I know that she fuckin')
Ho thinkin' she smart, I know she a dummy
(I know she a dummy)

You playin' it off, but it's killin' you
Nigga (Damn)
Your bitch on my dick
She be feelin' a nigga
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
This bitch got you ready to kill you a nigga
(Damn, damn)
Straight drill you a nigga, you killin' me
Nigga (Boom, boom, boom)
But I ain't trippin'
I'm still on my pimpin' (Nah)
She think that I'm slippin'
I'm keepin' it pimpin' (I'm keepin' it)
Just bought me two Glocks and
I'm keepin' 'em with me
(I'm keepin' 'em with me)
That bitch broke your heart
Got you roamin' the city (Boom)
I got me a thirty (Uh) , but I tote the fifty
Let's not talk about murders
They know I get busy (Huh? Boom, boom)
I don't act like I'm savage
They know that it's in me (Boom, boom)
I don't question my guys
I know that they with me (I know that they)
But back to this bitch
She say that she with it (Say that she with)
She textin' my phone, she tell me
"Come get me"
(She tell me, "Come get me")
He holdin' a million
She think that we splittin'
(She think that we splittin')
I'm pullin' up now and I'm killin' her
(Boom, boom)

Bitch, why you tweakin' about shit ain't
Got shit to do with you? (What?)
When I get this check, ho
I swear that I'm through with you
(Swear that I'm through)
Think you the only one? Bitch
It's a few of you (Bitch, it's a few)
I don't do one-on-ones, bitch
I need two of you (Huh? What?)
I don't trust nothin'
I keep it one hundred (Nah)
I thought it was somethin'
It really was nothin'
(It really was nothin')
We started off fuckin'
I'm keepin' you cummin' (We started off)
I'm holdin' her down
She can't do no runnin' (Boom, boom)
Her ass in the air, so I put my thumb in
She say I'm the best
She know how I'm bomin' (She know how)
I'm makin' her laugh
She know that I'm funny
(She know that I'm)
I'm all in her stomach from Monday to Sunday
(yeah, yeah) i ask her what's wrong and
She say that it's nothin'
(Say that it's nothin')
I know her too well
I know that it's somethin'
(I know that it's somethin', yeah)
I been through her phone
I know that she fuckin'
(I know that she fuckin', yeah)
Ho thinkin' she smart, I know she a dummy
(I know she a dummy, go)

Can't trust a bitch far as I can throw her
(No) cap to me, said her daddy was a grower
Too good to be true when she told me the tea
(Why?) didn't have no exotic
Just locked up a midget
Got kicked out of school sellin'
Weed in the kitchen (Hmm?)
Snapback, white collar shirt
And some Dickies (Trap)
Quick to put me a bitch in detention
Ask Tavo, I been like this for a minute
The hood got too hot
So I moved to the 'burbs
Ferrari sit low, I step out on the curb
(Skrrt)
She get off at five, then pull up at six
By seven, she ate me and already split (Uh)
Hope you not ready to die 'bout that bitch
'Cause this ho ready to go
To war 'bout that dick (Swerve)
I keep two or three hoes
One too close to zero
Like NASCAR tires, I rotate a bitch

Bitch, why you tweakin' about shit ain't
Got shit to do with you? (What?)
When I get this check, ho
I swear that I'm through with you
(Swear that I'm through)
Think you the only one? Bitch
It's a few of you (Bitch, it's a few)
I don't do one-on-ones, bitch
I need two of you (Huh? What?)
I don't trust nothin'
I keep it one hundred (Nah)
I thought it was somethin'
It really was nothin'
(It really was nothin')
We started off fuckin'
I'm keepin' you cummin' (We started off)
I'm holdin' her down
She can't do no runnin' (Boom, boom)
Her ass in the air, so I put my thumb in
She say I'm the best
She know how I'm bomin' (She know how)
I'm makin' her laugh
She know that I'm funny
(She know that I'm)
I'm all in her stomach from Monday to Sunday
(yeah, yeah) i ask her what's wrong and
She say that it's nothin'
(Say that it's nothin')
I know her too well
I know that it's somethin'
(I know that it's somethin')
I been through her phone
I know that she fuckin'
(I know that she fuckin')
Ho thinkin' she smart, I know she a dummy
(I know she a dummy)

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