Trust My Gun

[Intro] I don't trust no one Baby, I don't tust no one but my gun But my gun I don't tust no one but my gun And my ones No one but my gun No one [Hook] I don't trust no one but my gun Kush fucking up my lungs Niggas talking from behind Bitches tryna set you up There go Almighty, they like what My guns be strong bodied, bitch play tough My niggas hard bodied, bitch say what Now your block red taped up [Verse 1] Now your block red taped up in it Pistol shots, take that shit Smoking on dope with a little cigarette Got the racks on my pocket and the Tec on the bed A nigga on the front door, a nigga on the back door Come in here and blanked out forgot what I said I wonder what Tec would've said I wonder what Mac would've said Coolin' with the lean, (?) would've said Disrespect then that's a cap to the head Come on your block set up shops,get the popping at heads, arms, shoulders, bitch and them legs Broke wrist on my wrist, broke leg on my neck Glo on you, not down for this shit Niggas wanna gamble with their life, put them in a jeopardy van Smoking on this reefer, sipping on this lean tequila Come on your block, me and ether Shooting your family tree up The Glo got clips like theaters Walk around the whole wide world, just t'd up Jay said he gone buy me a kilo, I'm gone be key'd up Kilos in my ears, tryna take it, me speak up And the .233 speaking, what nina need to speak for Momma always told me never follow be a leader Riding in a foreign ass car with no license, hop in the seat belt [Hook] I don't trust no one but my gun Kush fucking up my lungs Niggas talking from behind Bitches tryna set you up There go Almighty, they like what My guns be strong bodied, bitch play tough My niggas hard bodied, bitch say what Now your block red taped up [Verse 2] My name Sosa Peter Don't make these pans get to ringing Fucking around with my green and I ain't friendly bitch, I'm greenly Me and green fight like Ike and Tina Cause sometimes I be lazy, minding my business And sometimes I be fucking with other bitches Walk in the bank like give me all of my riches Remember when I was broke but now I'm full of richness I still got niggas on my hit list I still got bitches on my to-do list And I still got niggas on my boot list Her majesty came through, after we came through banging Little bitty boy ain't have no business gang banging Bought a little bitty toy and a big Tonka truck just to hang in Bought some credit guns and bought a bunch of clothes just to hang with Cause... [Hook] I don't trust no one but my gun Kush fucking up my lungs Niggas talking from behind Bitches tryna set you up There go Almighty, they like what My guns be strong bodied, bitch play tough My niggas hard bodied, bitch say what Now your block red taped up .