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DOM KENNEDY

"Don’t Trust"

[Intro]
Roll that sh*t up, n*gga
That California
(Mustard on the beat, ho)

[Hook]
I ride for my n*ggas, I die for my n*ggas
But hopefully none of us go, I'mma keep gettin' money
And stay one hunnid, & I put the bro's before hoes
We don't trust you n*ggas, f*ck you n*ggas
We don't trust you n*ggas
We don't trust you n*ggas, f*ck you n*ggas
We don't trust you n*ggas

[Verse 1 : YG]
We don't trust you n*ggas
We'll f*ck your b*tch, then make her f*ck my clique
If I can't get you
I'mma get her & and play piano with her clit'
n*ggas try & go against the clique
But how some broke n*ggas gon' go against rich?
It's all bad if I crack your b*tch, I'm gettin' money
I should go gold, this is thick, yeah
They say you live and your learn, well I learned
n*ggas won't be sh*t with a perm'
You's f*ckin' with me, now it's f*ckin' with me
You say you real ? Then you a real-ass dummy
Karma might have somebody pop your b*tch ass
Now your mama hopin' she ain't lost your b*tch ass
Keep callin' my phone, askin' me for favors
So I have to put a block on your b*tch ass

[Hook]

[Verse 2 : Young Scooter]
EBG, everybody get it
Certified young n*gga give a damn 'bout a n*gga
YG man, f*ck these n*ggas
If a n*gga cross us we'll hash out a n*gga
Can't compete my right hand with my left hand
Glocks don't jam, shootin' shots at you n*ggas
Bad b*tch she in California and rollin' California, OG kush, n*gga
When I'm in the club, shooters outside
They don't give a damn 'bout a n*gga standin' in the crowd
If a hater turnt up, lift my head up
Bet them young n*ggas gon' turn his ass down
I don't trust nobody, don't trust me
Took a lot of n*ggas' sh*t when I was on E
You know Young Scooter, you'll know the street
Man f*ck y'all n*ggas, cause I gotta eat

[Hook]

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