Smooth Chanel X Yung Ballsy - False Trust Lyrics

Ah
F*ck your drugs
I got an AK-47 in my motherf*cking trunk
F*ck your junk, give me something good!
Or do you wanna hear some shots in your neighborhood?
It tastes like shit, no trip - you skunk
You whip my money, you f*ck me over
Sell me shit and waste my bucks
I rap for good against you suckers
Poor stash, lame hash - you truly f*ck us
Moving through the city
Gold chains, diamond teeth
Light up the streets here
And I am
Still looking for
A good trip
Or at least
Some f*cking weed
You've made my night a f*cking horror
You need to restore
The drugs, respect and the remaining order
Don't f*ck with us, if you f*ck with us
Be sure of this
We'll light up your f*cking crib
Burning
Sucker
Here comes my man
Smooth Chanel
Cha
Cha
Smooth Chanel
DG get it cracking
Cha
Cha
Heard you talking shit Yung Ballsy and his crew gon chop you
37 in the back I bust it open just for you
Make a 30 drum disappear, imma magician
When you say that shit my boys go on a f*cking mission
Scram bitch
Bitch come back and bust it open
9 in the round his brain bust open
47 leave him need a f*cking doctor
Sirens in the back I hear a f*cking copter
Put it in she saying whats up bow low low
When I hit it make it go roll low low low
Pour that powder on her titties its co co co
Hol up, I think he f*cks with popo
Glock make him shake like cardi
And I got a bitch that's Saudi
And a freak hoe her name is Adriana
Shake that ass on my dick like bachata
Still f*ck even though she has corona
Take his f*cking blood he's a donor
Imma take a perc imma doctor
Ay, shake that ass back
Ay, shake that ass back
Ay, give my cashback