Untrustworthy lyrics

[Intro]
Pull up, and I glo
Pull up, in that woah
I ain't finish tho
I eat spinach tho, n*gga
Money sh*t, hundreds fifties tho

[Hook]
Pull up and I glo, pulled up in that wow, wait
I ain't finish though, all I eat is spinach though
Money sh*t, fifty sh*t, hundred sh*t, twenty sh*t
Plenty sh*t, I get all that money then I spend the sh*t
Flexing on these n*ggas, ain't I?
I can buy a Bentley, can't I?
I can have your b*tch, can't I?
I am not a b*tch, am I?
'Member smoking earthy earthy
n*ggas smoking dirty dirty
n*ggas untrustworthy worthy
b*tches untrustworthy worthy

[Verse 1]
Click clack pow, girl, I know you heard it
My car, girl, I know you heard it
Pulling out that guap, girl, I know you heard it
My song, girl, I know you heard it
n*ggas flexing like they don't know me
Pull up in that motherf*cking truck, macaroni time
Buck buck, catch a n*gga lacking, n*gga, tough luck
Tough luck, buck buck, buck buck, buck buck
Your earrings are my lunch money
I swear you n*ggas so f*cking funny
Yo b*tch be on my line, dummy
But you be calling her for money
Pull up in a Lamb' with the gat to the back
Click clack, n*gga, rat to the tat
Me and my n*ggas staying back to the back
Your n*ggas pus*y, that's a cat in a cat
Green eggs and ham, cat in a hat
f*ck I look like with my hat to the back
Up my pole n*gga, b*tch go brrah
Brrah, brrah, grrat to the grrat
[Hook]
Pull up and I glo, pulled up in that wow, wait
I ain't finish though, all I eat is spinach though
Money sh*t, fifty sh*t, hundred sh*t, twenty sh*t
Plenty sh*t, I get all that money then I spend the sh*t
Flexing on these n*ggas, ain't I?
I can buy a Bentley, can't I?
I can have your b*tch, can't I?
I am not a b*tch, am I?
'Member smoking earthy earthy
n*ggas smoking dirty dirty
n*ggas untrustworthy worthy
b*tches untrustworthy worthy

[Verse 2]
Pulled up, hopped out, where it's at? Glocks out
Throwing bullets, rocks out, rock out with my c*ck out
No lacking, watch out, pull up with the mops out
Mop your ass up, do the dishes then I'm out
Bag on my llama, grrat on my chopper
Flocka like Waka, blocked a bumbaclot up
Pull up, I park up, handicapped my autostick
With this sh*t, and this clip, I pull up and let this b*tch rip
n*gga better get your crip
Lace up, n*gga better not let slip
Got a .45 on my hip, let it grip, then dip
Then hop up in my whip
Smoking gas out the face, that zip
Rolling 'round in space in a ship
Young n*gga ain't faking it here, ayy
Pull up straight to the strip
[Hook]
Pull up and I glo, pulled up in that wow, wait
I ain't finish though, all I eat is spinach though
Money sh*t, fifty sh*t, hundred sh*t, twenty sh*t
Plenty sh*t, I get all that money then I spend the sh*t
Flexing on these n*ggas, ain't I?
I can buy a Bentley, can't I?
I can have your b*tch, can't I?
I am not a b*tch, am I?
'Member smoking earthy earthy
n*ggas smoking dirty dirty
n*ggas untrustworthy worthy
b*tches untrustworthy worthy