Don’t Trust a Soul

[Intro] Grrr Fuck Grrr Ayo Luxurious fly shit Don't fuck with me, yo I blow your fuckin' head off, yo Real shit [Verse 1] Ayo Ayo, the rich saw Trump Shot up his whip, left him on the steering wheel slumped Grippin' the pump Shooter was lunching He pulled over and took a bump (sniff) The S6 from selling bricks Top 3's on dice games throwing trips Megabus, it out of duct tape Some Supreme homies screaming "Fuck Bape" (Fuck 'em!) So Bape homies screaming "Fuck Supreme" (Fuck 'em!) Laying on the cot it was all a dream Sly Green up in '83 Trey pound no safety My youngins shooting like KD Dope spot all week, same hoodie, same jeans Just took a loss in the place It's fucked up when your fam change [Hook] I don't trust a soul Expect the sole on my gucci loafers Expect the sole on my gucci loafers Expect the sole on my gucci loafers I don't trust a motherfucking soul Expect the sole on my gucci loafers Expect the sole on my gucci loafers Expect the sole on my gucci loafers [Verse 2] Maniac with a gat Shopping cracks in hundred packs, Guess jumper triangle on the flat, blat Old stove new pot rocking [?] Don't give a fuck where we at Broad day hit the nigga, took the mask off The illest nigga in the Nebraska Known in the coke spots as Nunu 15 hundred my little nigga do you Sniff a line the nigga turn coo-coo Chopping bricks off like I'm Lulu Supply the whole strip Big chain, your bitch on my dick [Hook] I don't trust a motherfucking soul Expect the sole on my gucci loafers Expect the sole on my gucci loafers I dont trust a motherfucking soul Uh uh Expect the sole on my gucci loafers Fuck you niggas [Outro] I don't trust a motherfucking soul, nigga Fly shit The illest shit ever I can't even help myself, nigga, I'm god