[Intro]
You Can't Trust Nobody
I dont fuck with these niggas
Fuck 12
Look what kind of picture they try to paint on me
Drank, I know
What you tell em slime

[Hook ]
Gansta ( yeah )
Blood ( yeah )
Shooter ( yeah )
Killer ( yeah )
Robber ( yeah )
Yeah, finneser
Jugger, I do it
Sticks, get to it
Ya bitch, want to fuck
Huh? Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, oh yeah? yeah
Money, yeah
Bitches, Drank Mollies, Percs, Lean, pour me up

[Verse 1]
Look what the molly make your bitch do
Look what the drank make your bitch do
Look what the weed make your bitch do
( yeah, fuck it )
Look what the percs make Young Nudy do
Beat yo bitch back down
Ima give yo hoe the mac down
WWE Smackdown, yeah I'm talking raw nigga
Beat yo bitch raw nigga, yeah
All in her jaws nigga
All in her jaws nigga
Knockin down walls nigga
Beat yo bitch face up
Yeah I ride around, cake up
Riding round with the cakers
Yeah we heavy bake up
Bake me a pussy nigga, try to play nigga
Ima gone roll you up like a swisher
And Ima smoke you nigga
Yeah you over wit

[Hook]
Gansta ( yeah )
Blood ( yeah )
Shooter ( yeah )
Killer ( yeah )
Robber ( yeah )
Yeah, finneser
Jugger, I do it
Sticks, get to it
Ya bitch, want to fuck
Huh? Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, oh yeah? yeah
Money, yeah, Bitches, Drank, Mollies, Percs
Lean, Pour me up

[Verse 2]
Damn, you try that bitch
Damn, you try that hoe
Yeah, I dont really give a fuck bout that hoe
Give her none but the slow strokes
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Got your bitch in the room screaming, Yeah!
Yeah [?], Damn, Well
I then smoked up another blunt
Two cat sounds
Fruit loops, in a fucking coupe
Riding round with the whole zoo
What about you
You through, they through
Im shooting, he shooting
They bout it, we bout it
Catch a body, you ain't bout it
Been bout it, since a younging
Everybody know I want the money
If a nigga ain't talking bout no money
Shit, I guess I'll go fuck on your honey