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letra de notrust. - yungpvndv

-clears throat-

(verse 1)
cus i never trusted a f-ckin’ livin’ soul, all b-tches are hoes(haha)
i don’t give a b-tch a job unless it is to blow(aye)
i’m all about my green b-tch, i’m all about my dough(uh)
bust a b-tch in her dome, thought you was a queen get up off the f-ckin throne
thots belong in the grave(grave), slit throats with my blade(blade)
b-tterfly knives to your stomach that’s a different kind of wave(wave)
b-tch this ain’t a game, with my heart you not gon’ play
my ex belong in the grave(bury b-tch), now i’m out to exterminate

(hook)
cus i don’t trust a b-tch or a hoe
i don’t have love for a b-tch or a hoe
i don’t even trust this n-ggas on the low, aye
none of them f-ck with me when i was broke aye aye

cus i don’t trust a b-tch or a hoe
i don’t have love for a b-tch or a hoe
i don’t even trust this n-ggas on the low, aye
none of them f-ck with me when i was broke

(verse 2)
now i came back to exterminate this n-ggas once and for all
i never f-cked with n-ggas, they be b-tchin poppin’ aderalls
actin’ tough wearin’ overalls, n-ggas b-tch made
i know n-ggas that would suck a d-ck for a lil spare change
n-ggas that would sell their soul for a pack, send ’em to heaven they not comin’ back
i ain’t focused on no b-tch or hoe really i just wanna get the racks
f-ck love, i love wealth, stack my sh-t up in a shelf
i don’t need n0body else, i need money and myself

n-ggas now wanna f-ck with me, cus i am the market
n-gga call me john f. kennedy, cus i am the target
they abusively using the music as a form of income
but now 444 takin’ over, b-tch rap is my kingdom
it’s been done, the revolution has just begun
the fans that bought your last album should of get a refund
money ain’t a thang, but is worth more than these b-tches
they only come when you become a part of all the riches

(hook)
cus i don’t trust a b-tch or a hoe
i don’t have love for a b-tch or a hoe
i don’t even trust this n-ggas on the low, aye
none of them f-ck with me when i was broke aye aye

cus i don’t trust a b-tch or a hoe
i don’t have love for a b-tch or a hoe
i don’t even trust this n-ggas on the low, aye
none of them f-ck with me when i was broke

(verse 3)
uh uh, these hoes ain’t loyal
they rooting for money like it was soil
i guess money really grow in trees
i’m smokin’ on these greens, shoutout to wiz
pvndv takin’ off never comin’ back
next time you try me i’ll send you to meet mac
with a mac, but i’m all about my cheese
b-tch please, now get down on your f-ckin knees

- yungpvndv

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