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Global J - Never Trust Lyrics



Global J - Never Trust Lyrics




I was getting money, these n****s say I'm different
Now I got a stove water whooping in the kitchen
And I got a pole shooting shit like I'm addicted
Can't respect the n***a because they all bitches
Getting to that bag and your bitch she said I'm gifted
Rocking 33, shooting shit like Scotty Pippen
Got an automatic for n****s that was snitching
Made it out the mud for them n****s who didn't listen

Say you got a bad bitch and you living lavish
Had a another bitch then you told me I can have it
I was running blocks and a n***a hella savage
Got another Benz and I'm praying I don't crash it
Saw the f*cking Jakes so you know I had to mash it
Smoking hella weed got pulled over had to stash it
Called my n***a Cash for the beat, he said what happening
Said I f*ck wit you cause your shit it don't be cappin'
Going to the Stu ripping shit like it's my passion
Got a 22 and you know that bitch be clappin'
Slide on your block taking shit because you lacking
Found a bad bitch but for pussy she be taxin
Pussy ain't good for the shit that she be asking
Can't f*ck wit clowns cause them niggas they be actin
N****s be lyin' about the shit that they be rapping
Vibration on cause that pistol it be tappin'

I was getting money, these n****s say I'm different
Now I got a stove water whooping in the kitchen
And I got a pole shooting shit like I'm addicted
Can't respect the n***a because they all bitches
Getting to that bag and your bitch she said I'm gifted
Rocking 33, shooting shit like Scotty Pippen
Got an automatic for n****s that was snitching
Made it out the mud for them n****s who didn't listen

Saw an old bitch pussy n***a what it do
If you got some bred n***a pull up to the Stu
We can do a song rip that bitch and make it two
Rest In Peace to Boogie I'm glad you made it through
A lot of n****s dying it hit me like the flu
Yeah my hunnids blue pistol on me and it shoot
Don't be banging red but it's running through my roots
Cold hearted nigga some shit you never knew
I ain't talking blunts but my diamonds bustin' too
I come up out cut close your eyes peek a boo
And give your ass a buzz lighting shit like Pikachu
If you ain't gang n***a I can't fw you
A milli in the bag had to fix my mama roof
And if you know my dad tell em I ain't mad at you
You raised a young king had to feel in daddy shoes
Otm the gang ain't banging red ain't banging blue
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I was getting money, these n****s say I'm different
Now I got a stove water whooping in the kitchen
And I got a pole shooting shit like I'm addicted
Can't respect the n***a because they all bitches
Getting to that bag and your bitch she said I'm gifted
Rocking 33, shooting shit like Scotty Pippen
Got an automatic for n****s that was snitching
Made it out the mud for them n****s who didn't listen

Say you got a bad bitch and you living lavish
Had a another bitch then you told me I can have it
I was running blocks and a n***a hella savage
Got another Benz and I'm praying I don't crash it
Saw the f*cking Jakes so you know I had to mash it
Smoking hella weed got pulled over had to stash it
Called my n***a Cash for the beat, he said what happening
Said I f*ck wit you cause your shit it don't be cappin'
Going to the Stu ripping shit like it's my passion
Got a 22 and you know that bitch be clappin'
Slide on your block taking shit because you lacking
Found a bad bitch but for pussy she be taxin
Pussy ain't good for the shit that she be asking
Can't f*ck wit clowns cause them niggas they be actin
N****s be lyin' about the shit that they be rapping
Vibration on cause that pistol it be tappin'

I was getting money, these n****s say I'm different
Now I got a stove water whooping in the kitchen
And I got a pole shooting shit like I'm addicted
Can't respect the n***a because they all bitches
Getting to that bag and your bitch she said I'm gifted
Rocking 33, shooting shit like Scotty Pippen
Got an automatic for n****s that was snitching
Made it out the mud for them n****s who didn't listen

Saw an old bitch pussy n***a what it do
If you got some bred n***a pull up to the Stu
We can do a song rip that bitch and make it two
Rest In Peace to Boogie I'm glad you made it through
A lot of n****s dying it hit me like the flu
Yeah my hunnids blue pistol on me and it shoot
Don't be banging red but it's running through my roots
Cold hearted nigga some shit you never knew
I ain't talking blunts but my diamonds bustin' too
I come up out cut close your eyes peek a boo
And give your ass a buzz lighting shit like Pikachu
If you ain't gang n***a I can't fw you
A milli in the bag had to fix my mama roof
And if you know my dad tell em I ain't mad at you
You raised a young king had to feel in daddy shoes
Otm the gang ain't banging red ain't banging blue
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Writer: Jeremiah Davis
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