Juicy J - Don't Trust lyrics

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