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RG Jefe - Trust Lyrics



RG Jefe - Trust Lyrics
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These bitches set you up, bitch
Never cuff em, yeah, you know I cannot trust
Trigger finger itchin', yeah, I'm bout to bust
Burn through your flesh, yeah, them hitters hit you up
All these glicks, yeah, I'm feelin' sticked up
All them benjis, yeah, you know I like them bucks
On my grind, I ain't never givin' up
Runnin' down on that lil' boy, give it up
On the block, nigga, and I ain't fishin
Whip it up, break down, Scottie Pippen
Hit the money, walk nah i aint tippin bad
Bitch so you know I got her limping
Want the cash and you know I'm straight dishin
A nigga up and a nigga stay lifted
All them shooters, yeah, they got hella sticks
Get the work den, bust down ah brick
All this guap, goddamn, my hands itch
And I'm scorin' like Milwaukee Bucks
Drop a op if a nigga act tough
Bust 9 den send your ass up
On rock, we will not discuss
Fled da scene, then my hitters get the f*ck
Free my niggas, yeah, all of them cuffed
Ran down and grab your ass up
Never trust him, so you better not cuff
All black in the cut, masked up
Lo Lo touchdown, right out cut
I'ma ride for my gang, dats a must
Dumb bitch, try set me up
Good head, yeah, got me stuck
One call and them shooters gon' bust
One call and them shooters gon' bust
These bitches set you up, bitch
Never cuff em, yeah, you know I cannot trust
Trigger finger itchin', yeah, I'm about to bust
Burn through your flesh, yeah, them hitters hit you up
All these glicks, yeah, I'm feelin' sticked up
All them benjis, yeah, you know I like them bucks
On my grind, I ain't never givin' up
Runnin' down on that lil' boy, give it up
Give me that, give me that
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These bitches set you up, bitch
Never cuff em, yeah, you know I cannot trust
Trigger finger itchin', yeah, I'm bout to bust
Burn through your flesh, yeah, them hitters hit you up
All these glicks, yeah, I'm feelin' sticked up
All them benjis, yeah, you know I like them bucks
On my grind, I ain't never givin' up
Runnin' down on that lil' boy, give it up
On the block, nigga, and I ain't fishin
Whip it up, break down, Scottie Pippen
Hit the money, walk nah i aint tippin bad
Bitch so you know I got her limping
Want the cash and you know I'm straight dishin
A nigga up and a nigga stay lifted
All them shooters, yeah, they got hella sticks
Get the work den, bust down ah brick
All this guap, goddamn, my hands itch
And I'm scorin' like Milwaukee Bucks
Drop a op if a nigga act tough
Bust 9 den send your ass up
On rock, we will not discuss
Fled da scene, then my hitters get the f*ck
Free my niggas, yeah, all of them cuffed
Ran down and grab your ass up
Never trust him, so you better not cuff
All black in the cut, masked up
Lo Lo touchdown, right out cut
I'ma ride for my gang, dats a must
Dumb bitch, try set me up
Good head, yeah, got me stuck
One call and them shooters gon' bust
One call and them shooters gon' bust
These bitches set you up, bitch
Never cuff em, yeah, you know I cannot trust
Trigger finger itchin', yeah, I'm about to bust
Burn through your flesh, yeah, them hitters hit you up
All these glicks, yeah, I'm feelin' sticked up
All them benjis, yeah, you know I like them bucks
On my grind, I ain't never givin' up
Runnin' down on that lil' boy, give it up
Give me that, give me that
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Writer: Deshan Garnett
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Language: English
Length: 2:25
Written by: Deshan Garnett

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