Lyrics No Trust - Braxton Knight, Oscar100, Lilcandypaint

No Trust

[Intro: Lil Candy Paint &
Braxton Knight
Pour a pint in my soda on some Fredo shit
You won’t fuck with the kid on some lay low shit
Got the chop with the kickback, blow the kid
And I sip good drink and you know of it
And she taking xans 'til she faint
Yeah she sipping drink 'til she can’t
Crackhead chasing cars at the bank
If it’s no face, no case (Aye)
*money counter*
Aye
I can’t trust a soul
I can’t trust a soul
I can’t trust a soul
I can’t trust a soul
I can’t trust a soul
I can’t trust a soul (Ya)
I cannot trust a damn soul, I’m feeling like Tetsuo
I cannot love on that hoe,
No trust, no trust no trust
No trust, no trust no trust
talking, no lust, all of my not dust
Lose your guard time is now up, all these
No trust, no trust no trust
No trust, no trust no trust
See my mama face when she seen me on YouTube (Damn, damn)
She looked at me, she look mad cuz I had two two’s (Grrrah)
Don’t give a fuck bout shit, Lil Candy Paint can’t do school (I cannot)
You run up on us, all my boys might have to up the tool (Grrrah)
Take fifty shots up in this bag, that boy end up on news
Damn he tried to cut me with that lean, that shit some sad news (That shit some
sad news)
Don’t shop from here, right there, that boy he is a bad dude (He is a bad dude)
I pull up with my Glock right now and it won’t jam (Vah-vah-vah)
My niggas in the cut, they shooting out the gym
Don’t match no blunts with him cuz all his blunts be skimps (Them shits some
skimps)
Can’t hang with his gang cuz all them boys be wimps (Cuz all them wimps)
Catch us solicit some hoes cuz all my niggas pimps (We is some pimps)
Riding Maserati, you be catching Lyfts (Catching Lyfts)
Riding Maserati, you be catching Lyfts (Catching Lyfts)
I cannot trust a damn soul, I’m feeling like Tetsuo
I cannot love on that hoe,
No trust, no trust no trust
No trust, no trust no trust
talking, no lust, all of my not dust
Lose your guard time is now up, all these
No trust, no trust no trust
No trust, no trust no trust
Now on the days that I spend in the cut,
Fake friends that I never did trust, I don’t got time so keeping up
All these hoes me for love, yeah I had to hang it up
I don’t got no time for lust, why you switch up Souji Mitsuka
I know you can’t handle the truth, stupid fool don’t believe the news
Collect like I’m, get dumber when you’re in my room
Claiming that you my shoe, I know you can’t see it through
Talking like you’re on my route, you see me you hit resume
Cooling by my lone, yuh, in the coldest zones, yuh
I don’t need no mo’s, yeah get it on my own
Can you feel the hate in your I can sense it all along
I can’t wait to prove you’re wrong, get my revenge then I’m gone