4LY (Trust Me) lyrics

by

Yeat


[Intro]
All this sh*t 4LY, LY (Yeah)
That really my twizzy
Woke up with all of my charge
Woke up, woke
Woke up and brought the whole vibe
Swerve (PinkGrillz), swerve, pull up and put 'em in sky
Yeah, swerve

[Chorus]
Yeah, pulled up and bought a whole vibe (Yeah, ah-hah-euh)
I'm lovin' this b*tch, she so wild (I'm lovin this b*tch, she so wild)
I been doing this sh*t for a while (Woah)
Just trust me, this sh*t can go on (Huh, let's go, ah-eh-euh)
I don't even need you to trust nun'
f*ck it, my kids boutta have them a trust fund
f*ck it, this sh*t got so many horses (Swerve, yeah)
I'm in the dealership with all these Porsche's in it
Hop in that sh*t and go floor it (Floor it)
Off of these drugs, I ignore it
Throwing that neck, she goin'
Said she want the Rick, the Owen'
I'm in the coupe, it convertible
I'm off these drugs that they never even heard of 'em (Oh-yeah)
Tell you it hurt to breathe (Oh-yeah)
They ain't even heard of me (Oh-yeah)
[Verse]
Too many [?] (Yeah)
I just rock the big double C
Why they actin' so funny? (Oh-yeah), no, you definitely not part of my team (Oh-yeah)
Yeah, I really can't trust sh*t
Yeah, walk in this b*tch with my blick (Phew)
Yeah, I'm really off of them sh*ts (PinkGrillz) (Yeah)
Ho, do you kiss yo' kids? (Yeah)
Walked in that b*tch, I'm like, "Bye" (Oh-yeah)
Wock' in my cup, it might spill (Spill)
I really get this high, life don't even feel real
Hope if I die, they 4L (4LY)
Can't get it down, ain't no jail
One hand in that b*tch like Odell
They copy the swag, but they right on the tail (sh*t [?])

[Chorus]
Yeah, pulled up and bought a whole vibe (Yeah, ah-hah-euh)
I'm lovin' this b*tch, she so wild (I'm lovin this b*tch, she so wild)
I been doing this sh*t for a while (Woah)
Just trust me, this sh*t can go on (Huh, let's go, ah-eh-euh)
I don't even need you to trust nun'
f*ck it, my kids boutta have them a trust fund
f*ck it, this sh*t got so many horses (Swerve, yeah)
I'm in the dealership with all these Porsche's in it
Hop in that sh*t and go floor it (Floor it)
Off of these drugs, I ignore it
Throwing that neck, she goin'
Said she want the Rick, the Owen'
I'm in the coupe, it convertible
I'm off these drugs that they never even heard of 'em (Oh-yeah)
Tell you it hurt to breathe (Oh-yeah)
They ain't even heard of me (Oh-yeah)
[Outro]
(Too many [?]) (Yeah)
(I just rock the big double C)
(Why they actin' so funny? (Oh-yeah), no, you definitely not part of my team) (Oh-yeah)
(Yeah, I really can't trust sh*t)
(Yeah, walk in this b*tch with my blick) (Phew)
(Yeah, I'm really off of them sh*ts, yeah) (PinkGrillz)
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