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• Artiste: Key Glock
• Titre: !!! (Don't Know Who To Trust)
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Yeah, ayy My auntie died in her sleep, yeah that shit fucked me up And a couple day ones turned they back, I don't know who to trust I don't know who to trust, and I still don't give a fuck These niggas know what's up, these bitches know what's up Got a couple IG hoes on my dick, but they know I can't cuff Got a couple IG hoes on my dick, they just good for some fuckin' I hit rich nigga luxury, I made it out the jungle I made it out the gutter, jumped up off the porch straight thuggin' Yeah I ran it up, before this shit got ugly (Bitch) And I got some young niggas they hotter than an oven Don't make me push that button, rest in peace lil' buddy I don't give a fuck about shit, I don't even fuck with my cousin Shout out to my momma, bitch I'm a natural-born hustler Yeah I'm a bad motherfucker, got a hammer on me, can't touch this Ayy, shout out to my momma, bitch I'm a natural-born hustler Yeah, I'm still that lil' bad motherfucker, they still hatin' on me, I'm like what for? (Huh?) What for, what for, what for? Ayy, why these niggas hatin' on the kid? Because my racks got big? Because I'm still fuckin' on this bitch? Because I got six whips? Or because I got six watches to right along with that shit? (Yeah) Bitch, I be poppin' my shit, bitch I be poppin' my shit These lil' rappers copy my shit, it look like a [?] mix I'm still tryna get another M, still tryna put a baby up in [?] Yeah I still got a lot a little shit I did, and I still keep the steel right here on my hip Bitch I'm still gettin' rich, uh, bitch I'm still gettin' rich I'm a smooth lil' nigga, I'm silk And I still don't show no sympth' My granny ain't raise no wimp, and my grandaddy ain't play this shit I made my first hundred, I was smilin' like [?] But this shit got [?] My auntie died in her sleep, yeah that shit fucked me up And a couple day ones turned they back, I don't know who to trust I don't know who to trust, and I still don't give a fuck