Lyrics Trust Issues - Rico Nasty
Yeah,
Rico
Kenny
They
keep
trying
hard
to
get
at
me
but
I
don't
think
it's
sticking
They
only
wanna
beef
with
me
because
they
see
me
winning
It's
diamonds
in
my
ear,
so
it's
hard
for
me
to
listen
Bitch,
I'm
worth
a
check,
I
bet
you
want
for
me
to
hit
you
We
ain't
that
close,
I
bet
you
wanted
me
to
kiss
you
Outfit
sick,
I
should
be
walking
with
a
tissue
Bitch,
I'm
a
dog,
but
I
just
broke
up
out
the
kennel
Car
paid
for,
cash,
and
you
riding
in
a
rental
Diamonds
in
my
dental,
crazy
in
my
mental
Stab
you
with
a
pencil
if
you
don't
get
the
memo
This
shit
too
simple,
smoking
on
indo
Racks
in
my
pocket,
so
it
made
me
limp
slow
I
just
got
to
the
party
so
I'm
gonna
sip
mo'
Pockets
fat,
so
you
know
they
won't
fold
She
just
popped
a
bean,
I
ain't
talking
'bout
a
pinto
If
you
looking
for
me,
I
be
everywhere
you
can't
go
I'm
with
the
shit,
good
or
bad,
either
way
it
go
If
you
got
a
problem
wit'
me,
can
you
let
me
know?
I-I-I-I
got
a
lotta
issues,
I
try
not
to
let
'em
show
I
got
trust
issues,
don't
nobody
get
too
close
I
got
dough
like
a
roll,
choppa
make
'em
hit
dem
folks
I-I-I-I
got
a
Cali
plug,
he
pull
up
on
me
in
some
locs
Walking
through
the
airport
and
I
got
a
Fenty
tote
Riding
with
my
bitches
and
we
stay
with
plenty
poles
Talk
shit,
adiós,
I
need
my
money
vámonos
I
like
cheese,
no
nachos,
they
like,
"where
you
get
those?"
I
touch
mo'
money
than
a
bitch
who
work
at
Wells
Fargo
I
got
people
turning
heads
everywhere
that
I
go
Kenny
on
the
beat,
so
you
know
the
beat
fye
Talking
too
much,
my
niggas
pull
up
with
that
fye
Five
grams
to
the
face,
bitch,
that's
a
high
five
You
work
a
nine
to
five,
I
make
nine
bands
five
times
Guns
like
we
in
the
army,
hope
you
roger
that
You
tryna
get
a
follow
back
and
I
be
where
the
dollars
at
I
make
mo'
money
than
my
old
teachers
and
I'm
proud
of
that
You
thought
you
was
teaching
me,
well,
bitch,
I
shoulda
taught
yo'
ass
I
hope
that
they
ready
for
it,
life
come
at
you
fast
Whatever
you
say
outcha
mouth
you
gotta
stay
true
to
that
I
hopped
in
a
foreign,
I
might
just
do
the
dash
Rich
bitch
in
the
passenger,
I
hope
I
don't
fucking
crash
I'm
with
the
shit,
good
or
bad,
either
way
it
go
If
you
got
a
problem
wit
me,
can
you
let
me
know?
I-I-I-I
got
a
lotta
issues,
I
try
not
to
let
'em
show
I
got
trust
issues,
don't
nobody
get
too
close
I
got
dough
like
a
roll,
choppa
make
'em
hit
dem
folks
I-I-I-I
got
a
Cali
plug,
he
pull
up
on
me
in
some
locs
Walking
through
the
airport
and
I
got
a
Fenty
tote
Riding
with
my
bitches
and
we
stay
with
plenty
poles
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