No No No (feat. YG)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I can't trust these bitches

No, no-no-no, no-no-no, no, no

I can't trust these pussy ass niggas

No-no-no, no-no-no, no, no

I can't trust these bitches

No-no-no, no-no-no, no, no

I can't trust these pussy ass niggas

No-no-no, no-no-no, no, no

First thing's first, I can't trust none of these niggas

Act like they your partner but they really in they feelings

Tell they ass a secret, they gon' tell somebody else

Bought to grab their Glock 17 right off the shelf

Think I ain't gon' pull it, I ain't seeing bullets

Strapped up with that hoodie, motherfucking Boogie

Lying to your homie, man I thought I was your homie?

But your ass is phony

I'm cool by my lonely

I don't need no friends

All I need is bands

All I need is grams

Sitting in the pans

Went to big baller just to see the Rollie dance

Racks looking like I got another pair of pants

I can't trust these bitches

No, no-no-no, no-no-no, no, no

I can't trust these pussy ass niggas

No-no-no, no-no-no, no, no

I can't trust these bitches

No-no-no, no-no-no, no, no

I can't trust these pussy ass niggas

No-no-no, no-no-no, no, no

I got trust issues

If my resume more gangster than your gangster I can't fuck with you

Got trust issues

Your quarterback always getting sacked

You can't complete, your connect don't fuck with you

Can't hustle with you

Oh-oh, cause my money look funny

Me and my niggas gon' rumble with you

Girl wassup with you?

If your make up caked up then we stink, I can't fuck with you

They talk behind my back

Borrow all my straps

I just showed 'em love

Fronted work and gave up racks

This song come with the racks

Like Curren$y grabbing some money stacks

My past is full of facts

While OT wrote this hook like that

I can't trust these bitches

No, no-no-no, no-no-no, no, no

I can't trust these pussy ass niggas

No-no-no, no-no-no, no, no

I can't trust these bitches

No-no-no, no-no-no, no, no

I can't trust these pussy ass niggas

No-no-no, no-no-no, no, no