Don't Trust Lyrics
| Song | Don't Trust |
| Artist | Juicy J |
| Album | Trippy Trap (Mixtapes) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Verse 1: Juicy J] | |
| Who I be? Juicy J | |
| One ********** won't do **********t, I gotta ********** two a day | |
| Always 'bout gettin' paid | |
| Paper chasin' and I can't let a single dollar get away | |
| Blowin' money like ****** smoke | |
| Spend a couple bands just to make it all double back | |
| On the block like a running back | |
| Put the chopper at your ass, have your tough ass runnin' laps | |
| These **********s beefin' with each other over lame ass hoes | |
| Seen the same ********** suckin' ********** in the club for some Rosé Mo | |
| A few words of advice better keep my name off your tape, young ********** | |
| I got **********s that'll kill for me, if I say the word they gon' pull that trigger | |
| Once again, I be goin' in | |
| I be at these **********s necks like a violin | |
| ********** ****** up, gotta go and try again | |
| 1-800-GET-RICH, broke ********** dial in | |
| Let me tell you people what a boss is | |
| You ain't rich if you still got broke friends | |
| Cause you know they still hate on a ********** | |
| Tryna get some money, they gon' send you up a river | |
| [Hook: Juicy J] | |
| I don't trust these hoes | |
| And I don't trust these **********s | |
| I don't trust these hoes | |
| And I don't trust these **********s | |
| I don't get caught up though | |
| I pull them triggers | |
| Cause I don't trust these hoes | |
| And I don't trust these **********s | |
| [Verse 2: Juicy J] | |
| How can a ********** trust any one of you clowns? | |
| When my own family let me down | |
| Everybody in this *********a, hands out | |
| Bullseye on a *********a's grands out | |
| Sore thumb swag, **********s know I stand out | |
| Pull up in the Casper, then the ******* ran out | |
| Neck **********ne like police lights | |
| **********s lookin', say we hood light street life, beef's cookin' | |
| Flash money 'round ratchet hoes, they gon' steal it | |
| ********** ********** with my money, somebody gettin' killed | |
| Gotta watch these **********s, gotta watch these ******* | |
| I trust my chopper to watch my riches | |
| Sewed the game up like stitches | |
| ********** snitches, you **********s comin' up short like midgets | |
| I try to keep the **********t one thousand | |
| With the **********s who kept it one thousand | |
| I'ma hustle, ********** loungin' | |
| When I didn't have **********t, you didn't come around then | |
| Thought she was my **********, she was your ********** | |
| Her **********, his **********, a for sure ********** | |
| You caught feelings, now you wanna kill her | |
| Don't get upset, dog, that's just the real her | |
| These ******* love givin' head, love spendin' bread | |
| Sellin' ********** on the low, what you said? | |
| [Hook] |
| Verse 1: Juicy J | |
| Who I be? Juicy J | |
| One won' t do t, I gotta two a day | |
| Always ' bout gettin' paid | |
| Paper chasin' and I can' t let a single dollar get away | |
| Blowin' money like smoke | |
| Spend a couple bands just to make it all double back | |
| On the block like a running back | |
| Put the chopper at your ass, have your tough ass runnin' laps | |
| These s beefin' with each other over lame ass hoes | |
| Seen the same suckin' in the club for some Rose Mo | |
| A few words of advice better keep my name off your tape, young | |
| I got s that' ll kill for me, if I say the word they gon' pull that trigger | |
| Once again, I be goin' in | |
| I be at these s necks like a violin | |
| up, gotta go and try again | |
| 1800GETRICH, broke dial in | |
| Let me tell you people what a boss is | |
| You ain' t rich if you still got broke friends | |
| Cause you know they still hate on a | |
| Tryna get some money, they gon' send you up a river | |
| Hook: Juicy J | |
| I don' t trust these hoes | |
| And I don' t trust these s | |
| I don' t trust these hoes | |
| And I don' t trust these s | |
| I don' t get caught up though | |
| I pull them triggers | |
| Cause I don' t trust these hoes | |
| And I don' t trust these s | |
| Verse 2: Juicy J | |
| How can a trust any one of you clowns? | |
| When my own family let me down | |
| Everybody in this a, hands out | |
| Bullseye on a a' s grands out | |
| Sore thumb swag, s know I stand out | |
| Pull up in the Casper, then the ran out | |
| Neck ne like police lights | |
| s lookin', say we hood light street life, beef' s cookin' | |
| Flash money ' round ratchet hoes, they gon' steal it | |
| with my money, somebody gettin' killed | |
| Gotta watch these s, gotta watch these | |
| I trust my chopper to watch my riches | |
| Sewed the game up like stitches | |
| snitches, you s comin' up short like midgets | |
| I try to keep the t one thousand | |
| With the s who kept it one thousand | |
| I' ma hustle, loungin' | |
| When I didn' t have t, you didn' t come around then | |
| Thought she was my , she was your | |
| Her , his , a for sure | |
| You caught feelings, now you wanna kill her | |
| Don' t get upset, dog, that' s just the real her | |
| These love givin' head, love spendin' bread | |
| Sellin' on the low, what you said? | |
| Hook |
| Verse 1: Juicy J | |
| Who I be? Juicy J | |
| One won' t do t, I gotta two a day | |
| Always ' bout gettin' paid | |
| Paper chasin' and I can' t let a single dollar get away | |
| Blowin' money like smoke | |
| Spend a couple bands just to make it all double back | |
| On the block like a running back | |
| Put the chopper at your ass, have your tough ass runnin' laps | |
| These s beefin' with each other over lame ass hoes | |
| Seen the same suckin' in the club for some Rosé Mo | |
| A few words of advice better keep my name off your tape, young | |
| I got s that' ll kill for me, if I say the word they gon' pull that trigger | |
| Once again, I be goin' in | |
| I be at these s necks like a violin | |
| up, gotta go and try again | |
| 1800GETRICH, broke dial in | |
| Let me tell you people what a boss is | |
| You ain' t rich if you still got broke friends | |
| Cause you know they still hate on a | |
| Tryna get some money, they gon' send you up a river | |
| Hook: Juicy J | |
| I don' t trust these hoes | |
| And I don' t trust these s | |
| I don' t trust these hoes | |
| And I don' t trust these s | |
| I don' t get caught up though | |
| I pull them triggers | |
| Cause I don' t trust these hoes | |
| And I don' t trust these s | |
| Verse 2: Juicy J | |
| How can a trust any one of you clowns? | |
| When my own family let me down | |
| Everybody in this a, hands out | |
| Bullseye on a a' s grands out | |
| Sore thumb swag, s know I stand out | |
| Pull up in the Casper, then the ran out | |
| Neck ne like police lights | |
| s lookin', say we hood light street life, beef' s cookin' | |
| Flash money ' round ratchet hoes, they gon' steal it | |
| with my money, somebody gettin' killed | |
| Gotta watch these s, gotta watch these | |
| I trust my chopper to watch my riches | |
| Sewed the game up like stitches | |
| snitches, you s comin' up short like midgets | |
| I try to keep the t one thousand | |
| With the s who kept it one thousand | |
| I' ma hustle, loungin' | |
| When I didn' t have t, you didn' t come around then | |
| Thought she was my , she was your | |
| Her , his , a for sure | |
| You caught feelings, now you wanna kill her | |
| Don' t get upset, dog, that' s just the real her | |
| These love givin' head, love spendin' bread | |
| Sellin' on the low, what you said? | |
| Hook |
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