We Don't Trust You

Fake written all over you

Hate written all over you

Hate written all over

Fake written all over you

Hate written all over you

Fake written all over you

Hate written all over you

Smiling faces

Sometimes pretend to be your friend

Smiling faces show no traces

Of the evil that lurks within (Can you dig it?)

Fake written all over you

Hater written all over you

Fake written all over you, yeah

I been in the cold, couldn't feel my toes

But I still stuck to the code

Money won't fold, pockets won't hold enough

Taking my pole and now, F&N and now

Take me anywhere, I'm taking over the trap

I see the real clear, Woodgrain Cartier

Popping a real pill, higher than Beverly Hills

I got too much spill, I give a b!tch chills

Took out a small bill, make all the hoes strip

You need a weed feel, I get it vacuum sealed

Came from the Eastside, shooters on detail

Go purchase a new Chanel, I need a refill

Strikers in Trackhawks, riding the V12

I pick the mood, dawg, I pick the entail

Get it tripping, all you gone see is shells

If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gone shoot you

We don't trust you n!ggas, we don't

(I don't trust no motherfking body)

We don't trust you n!ggas, we don't

We don't trust you

We don't trust you n!ggas, we don't

We don't trust you n!ggas, we don't (Smiling faces)

We don't trust you (Show no traces)

(Of the evil that lurks within)

You a n!gga number one fan, dog

Sneak dissing, I don't understand, dog

Pillowtalking, acting like a fed, dog

I don't need another fake friend, dog

Can't be 'bout a ho, 'cause we sharing, dog

In you feelings, n!gga, why you playing, dog?

Give her backshots, while she laying down

Keep the Glock cocked, I don't trust hoes

Top shotter, going for the gusto

Like a real dog, I don't mutt hoes

Get the load, you a John Doe

Bubble Eye Benz on a ho

Rapping so pretend, you a ho

Now I figure, n!gga tag a n!gga toe

Ain't no tapping in, better blow

Tired of popping pills, but he blessed

Flash a couple M's on my chest

Ain't no sabotaging, lil' finesse

We was in the field, placing bets

Still getting chills in my flesh

Taking comma, turn it to success

Thoroughbred and Pluto, nothing less

Twenty drivers parked at the jet

Whip the Phantom to the projects

Death before dishonor, no confess

We don't trust you n!ggas, we don't (Smiling faces)

We don't trust you n!gga, we don't (Pretend to be your friend)

We don't trust you

We don't trust you, no, no, no

We don't trust you, no, no, no, no, no, no

We don't trust you, no, no, no

We don't trust you, no, no, no, no, no, no

We don't trust you, no, no, no

(Trust is a motherfker)

If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gone shoot you

If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm—

If Young Metro don't trust, I'm gone shoot you

Hate written all over you

Fake written all over you

Hater written all over you

Fake written all over you

(Trust is a motherfker)