Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Trust Nothing, artist - King Von.
Date of issue: 03.03.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Trust Nothing |
Huh? |
What? |
Yeah, huh? |
Huh? |
What? |
Nah, nah, huh? |
What? |
(DJ on the beat so it’s a banger) |
Huh? |
What? |
Von |
Bitch, why you tweakin' about shit ain’t got shit to do with you? |
(What? What?) |
When I get this check, ho, I swear that I’m through with you (Swear that I’m |
through) |
Think you the only one? |
Bitch, it’s a few of you (Bitch, it’s a few) |
I don’t do one-on-ones, bitch, I need two of you (Huh? What? Nah, nah) |
I don’t trust nothin', I keep it one hundred (Nah) |
I thought it was somethin', it really was nothin' (It really was nothin') |
We started off fuckin', I’m keepin' you cummin' (I started off fuckin') |
I’m holdin' her down, she can’t do no runnin' (Yeah, yeah) |
Her ass in the air, so I put my thumb in (I put my) |
She say I’m the best, she know how I’m bomin' (She know how) |
I’m makin' her laugh, she know that I’m funny (She know that I’m) |
I’m all in her stomach from Monday to Sunday (Yeah, yeah) |
I ask her what’s wrong and she say that it’s nothin' (Say that it’s nothin') |
I know her too well, I know that it’s somethin' (Nah, nah, I know that it’s |
somethin') |
I been through her phone, I know that she fuckin' (I know that she fuckin') |
Ho thinkin' she smart, I know she a dummy (I know she a dummy) |
You playin' it off, but it’s killin' you, nigga (Damn) |
Your bitch on my dick, she be feelin' a nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
This bitch got you ready to kill you a nigga (Damn, damn) |
Straight drill you a nigga, you killin' me, nigga (Boom, boom, boom) |
But I ain’t trippin', I’m still on my pimpin' (Nah) |
She think that I’m slippin', I’m keepin' it pimpin' (I'm keepin' it) |
Just bought me two Glocks and I’m keepin' 'em with me (I'm keepin' 'em with me) |
That bitch broke your heart, got you roamin' the city (Boom) |
I got me a thirty (Uh), but I tote the fifty |
Let’s not talk about murders, they know I get busy (Huh? Boom, boom) |
I don’t act like I’m savage, they know that it’s in me (Boom, boom) |
I don’t question my guys, I know that they with me (I know that they) |
But back to this bitch, she say that she with it (Say that she with) |
She textin' my phone, she tell me, «Come get me» (She tell me, «Come get me») |
He holdin' a million, she think that we splittin' (She think that we splittin') |
I’m pullin' up now and I’m killin' her (Boom, boom) |
Bitch, why you tweakin' about shit ain’t got shit to do with you? |
(What?) |
When I get this check, ho, I swear that I’m through with you (Swear that I’m |
through) |
Think you the only one? |
Bitch, it’s a few of you (Bitch, it’s a few) |
I don’t do one-on-ones, bitch, I need two of you (Huh? What?) |
I don’t trust nothin', I keep it one hundred (Nah) |
I thought it was somethin', it really was nothin' (It really was nothin') |
We started off fuckin', I’m keepin' you cummin' (We started off) |
I’m holdin' her down, she can’t do no runnin' (Boom, boom) |
Her ass in the air, so I put my thumb in |
She say I’m the best, she know how I’m bomin' (She know how) |
I’m makin' her laugh, she know that I’m funny (She know that I’m) |
I’m all in her stomach from Monday to Sunday (Yeah, yeah) |
I ask her what’s wrong and she say that it’s nothin' (Say that it’s nothin') |
I know her too well, I know that it’s somethin' (I know that it’s somethin', |
yeah) |
I been through her phone, I know that she fuckin' (I know that she fuckin', |
yeah) |
Ho thinkin' she smart, I know she a dummy (I know she a dummy, go) |
Can’t trust a bitch far as I can throw her (No) |
Cap to me, said her daddy was a grower |
Too good to be true when she told me the tea (Why?) |
Didn’t have no exotic, just locked up a midget |
Got kicked out of school sellin' weed in the kitchen (Hmm?) |
Snapback, white collar shirt, and some Dickies (Trap) |
Quick to put me a bitch in detention |
Ask Tavo, I been like this for a minute |
The hood got too hot, so I moved to the 'burbs |
Ferrari sit low, I step out on the curb (Skrrt) |
She get off at five, then pull up at six |
By seven, she ate me and already split (Uh) |
Hope you not ready to die 'bout that bitch |
'Cause this ho ready to go to war 'bout that dick (Swerve) |
I keep two or three hoes, one too close to zero |
Like NASCAR tires, I rotate a bitch |
Bitch, why you tweakin' about shit ain’t got shit to do with you? |
(What?) |
When I get this check, ho, I swear that I’m through with you (Swear that I’m |
through) |
Think you the only one? |
Bitch, it’s a few of you (Bitch, it’s a few) |
I don’t do one-on-ones, bitch, I need two of you (Huh? What?) |
I don’t trust nothin', I keep it one hundred (Nah) |
I thought it was somethin', it really was nothin' (It really was nothin') |
We started off fuckin', I’m keepin' you cummin' (We started off) |
I’m holdin' her down, she can’t do no runnin' (Boom, boom) |
Her ass in the air, so I put my thumb in |
She say I’m the best, she know how I’m bomin' (She know how) |
I’m makin' her laugh, she know that I’m funny (She know that I’m) |
I’m all in her stomach from Monday to Sunday (Yeah, yeah) |
I ask her what’s wrong and she say that it’s nothin' (Say that it’s nothin') |
I know her too well, I know that it’s somethin' (I know that it’s somethin') |
I been through her phone, I know that she fuckin' (I know that she fuckin') |
Ho thinkin' she smart, I know she a dummy (I know she a dummy) |