[Intro]
Grrr
f*ck
Grrr
Ayo
Luxurious fly sh*t
Don't f*ck with me, yo
I blow your f*ckin' head off, yo
Real sh*t
[Verse 1]
Ayo
Ayo, the rich saw Trump
Shot up his whip, left him on the steering wheel slumped
Grippin' the pump
Shooter was lunching
He pulled over and took a bump (sniff)
The S6 from selling bricks
Top 3's on dice games throwing trips
Megabus, it out of duct tape
Some Supreme homies screaming "f*ck Bape" (f*ck 'em!)
So Bape homies screaming "f*ck Supreme" (f*ck 'em!)
Laying on the cot it was all a dream
Sly Green up in '83
Trey pound no safety
My youngins shooting like KD
Dope spot all week, same hoodie, same jeans
Just took a loss in the place
It's f*cked up when your fam change
[Hook]
I don't trust a soul
Expect the sole on my gucci loafers
Expect the sole on my gucci loafers
Expect the sole on my gucci loafers
I don't trust a motherf*cking soul
Expect the sole on my gucci loafers
Expect the sole on my gucci loafers
Expect the sole on my gucci loafers
[Verse 2]
Maniac with a gat
Shopping cracks in hundred packs, Guess jumper triangle on the flat, blat
Old stove new pot rocking [?]
Don't give a f*ck where we at
Broad day hit the n*gga, took the mask off
The illest n*gga in the Nebraska
Known in the coke spots as Nunu
15 hundred my little n*gga do you
Sniff a line the n*gga turn coo-coo
Chopping bricks off like I'm Lulu
Supply the whole strip
Big chain, your b*tch on my di*k
[Hook]
I don't trust a motherf*cking soul
Expect the sole on my gucci loafers
Expect the sole on my gucci loafers
I dont trust a motherf*cking soul
Uh uh
Expect the sole on my gucci loafers
f*ck you n*ggas
[Outro]
I don't trust a motherf*cking soul, n*gga
Fly sh*t
The illest sh*t ever
I can't even help myself, n*gga, I'm god