!!! (Don’t Know Who to Trust) lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, it's cool
Yeah, ayy

[Chorus]
My auntie died in her sleep, yeah, that sh*t f*cked me up
And a couple day ones turned they back, I don't know who to trust
I don't know who to trust and I still don't give a f*ck

[Verse]
These n*ggas know what's up, these b*tches know what's up
Got a couple IG hoes on my di*k, but they know I can't cuff (Uh-uh)
Got a couple IG hoes on my di*k, they just good for some f*ckin' (Uh-huh)
I'm hood rich, livin' luxury, I made it out the jungle (b*tch)
I made it out the gutter, jumped up off the porch straight thuggin' (Thuggin')
b*tch, yeah, I ran it up, before this sh*t got ugly (b*tch)
And I got some young n*ggas they hotter than an oven (Hot, hot)
Don't make me push that button, uh, rest in peace lil' buddy (R.I.P)
I don't give a f*ck about nothin' (Uh-uh), sh*t, I don't even f*ck with my cousin (Yeah)
Shout out to my momma, b*tch, I'm a natural-born hustler
Yeah, I'm a bad motherf*cker, got a hammer on me, can't touch this
Ayy, shout out to my momma, b*tch, I'm a natural-born hustler
Yeah, I'm still that lil' bad motherf*cker, they still hatin' on me, I'm like what for? (Huh? The f*ck?)
What for (Huh?), what for (Huh?), what for? (Huh?)
Ayy, why these n*ggas hatin' on the kid? Because my racks got big? (Racks)
Because I'm still f*ckin' on this b*tch? Because I got six whips?
Or because I got six watches to go right along with that sh*t? (Yeah)
b*tch, I be poppin' my sh*t (Yeah), b*tch, I be poppin' my sh*t (Yeah)
These lil' rappers copy my sh*t (Haha), it look like a hitting list
I'm still tryna get another M, still tryna put a baby up in Karin
Yeah, I still got a lot a little sh*t I did and I still keep the steel right here on my hip (Bah, bah)
b*tch, I'm still gettin' rich, uh, b*tch I'm still gettin' rich
I'm a smooth lil' n*gga, I'm silk
Ayy, and I still don't show no symp' (Uh-uh)
My granny ain't raise no wimp (Uh-uh), and my grandaddy ain't play this sh*t (Uh-uh)
I made my first hundred, I was smilin' like Rip
But this sh*t got rich and I ball above the rim (And I ball above the rim)
[Chorus]
My auntie died in her sleep, yeah that sh*t f*cked me up
And a couple day ones turned they back, I don't know who to trust
I don't know who to trust and I still don't give a f*ck

[Outro]
I don't give a f*ck!
n*gga, yeah