Songtexte Trust - Yae Yadir

We don't trust you
She gon' hurt you
Walk away, no mistakes, we don't
We don't trust you
He gon' fight you
Run away, don't come back, we don't

We don't trust you
I walk in with some bad bitches
We poppin', ain't no resistance, relentless, no need to mention
Y'all took this shit for granted
Every line, every word, like I planned it

Nigga we buckiin'
So tell me where you comin' from
We don't allow opps here
Like Claritin you crystal clear
You gon' need a new career
You walkin' with some new veneers
I'ma make you disappear
They gon' have to interfere
You gon' need a new peer
He gon' turn you into a queer
They will stab you with a spear
In here like a premiere

We coming straight from the underground
Where we goin, there's really no sound
We left him in the background
Run this back, from the top, we don't

We don't trust you
She gon' hurt you
Walk away, no mistakes, we don't
We don't trust you
He gon' fight you
Run away, don't come back, we don't

We don't trust you
This bitch is uncomfortable
While I'm comfortable
This ain't Texas
Like Alexis
Want a Lexus
This ain't tidal
You suicidal

Nigga we buckiin'
Why you tryna take my man
Don't say, because you can
We stuck in Japan
We in the car with miss Anne
Tell me what's the plan
Don't trust no white van
We ridin' with no clan
Shut up before you get banned
I'm the best tyrant
I'm the aspirant
Your wish, i grant

We coming straight from the underground
Where we goin, there's really no sound
We left him in the bac ground
Run this back, from the top, we don't

We don't trust you
She gon' hurt you
Walk away, no mistakes, we don't
We don't trust you
He gon' fight you
Run away, don't come back, we don't

We don't trust you
Walk in the room with some heat
Come here and take a seat
Let's go to a retreat
Mad, i got receipts
You hard like concrete
Hoe you ain't discrete
Bad bitch like Megan Pete

Nigga we buckiin'
In this hoe like Tanner Adell
Boy yo name is Manuel
Hold on, what's that smell
We not parallel
Brain no cell
AI no dell
Your house, I sell
Jill no well
Come out of you shell
Prize nobel

We coming straight from the underground
Where we goin, there's really no sound
We left him in the background
Run this back, from the top, we don't