Trust Nothing Lyrics – King Von ft. Moneybagg Yo

[Intro]
Banger!
Huh? What?
Yeah, huh? Huh? What?
Nah, nah, huh? What?
DJ on the beat!
So it's a banger!
Huh? What? Von

[Chorus: King Von]
B!tch, why you tweaking about sh!t
Ain't got sh!t to do with you? (What? What?)
When I get this check, ho
I swear that I'm through with you
(Swear that I'm through)
Think you the only one? B!tch
It's a few of you (B!tch, it's a few)
I don't do one-on-ones, b!tch
I need two of you (Huh? What? Nah, nah)
I don't trust nothing, I keep it one hundred (Nah)
I thought it was something
It really was nothing (It really was nothing)
We started off f**king
I'm keeping you cumming (I started off f**king)
I'm holding her down
She can't do no running (Yeah, yeah)
Her as* in the air
So I put my thumb in (I put my)
She say I'm the best
She know how I'm boming (She know how)
I'm making her laugh
She know that I'm funny (She know that I'm)
I'm all in her stomach from Monday to Sunday (Yeah, yeah)
I ask her what's wrong and she say that it's nothing
(Say that it's nothing)
I know her too well, I know that it's something
(Nah, nah, I know that it's something)
I been through her phone, I know that she f**king
(I know that she f**king)
Ho thinking she smart, I know she a dummy
(I know she a dummy)

[Verse 1: King Von]
You playing it off
But it's killing you, n!gga (Damn)
Your b!tch on my d!ck
She be feeling a n!gga (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
This b!tch got you ready to kill you a n!gga (Damn, damn)
Straight drill you a n!gga, you killing me, n!gga
(Boom, boom, boom)
But I ain't tripping, I'm still on my p!mping (Nah)
She think that I'm slipping
I'm keeping it p!mping (I'm keeping it)
Just bought me two Glocks and I'm keeping 'em with me
(I'm keeping 'em with me)
That b!tch broke your heart
Got you roaming the city (Boom)
I got me a thirty (Uh), but I tote the fifty
Let's not talk about murders
They know I get busy (Huh? Boom, boom)
I don't act like I'm savage
They know that it's in me (Boom, boom)
I don't question my guys
I know that they with me (I know that they)
But back to this b!tch
She say that she with it (Say that she with)
She texting my phone, she tell me
"Come get me" (She tell me, "Come get me")
He holding a million, she think that we splitting
(She think that we splitting)
I'm pulling up now and I'm killing her (Boom, boom)

[Chorus: King Von & Moneybagg Yo]
B!tch, why you tweaking about sh!t
Ain't got sh!t to do with you? (What?)
When I get this check, ho
I swear that I'm through with you (Swear that I'm through)
Think you the only one? B!tch
It's a few of you (B!tch, it's a few)
I don't do one-on-ones, b!tch
I need two of you (Huh? What?)
I don't trust nothing
I keep it one hundred (Nah)
I thought it was something
It really was nothing (It really was nothing)
We started off f**king
I'm keeping you cumming (We started off)
I'm holding her down, she can't do no running
(Boom, boom)
Her as* in the air, so I put my thumb in
She say I'm the best, she know how I'm boming
(She know how)
I'm making her laugh, she know that I'm funny
(She know that I'm)
I'm all in her stomach from Monday to Sunday
(Yeah, yeah)
I ask her what's wrong and she say that it's nothing
(Say that it's nothing)
I know her too well, I know that it's something
(I know that it's something, yeah)
I been through her phone, I know that she f**king
(I know that she f**king, yeah)
Ho thinking she smart, I know she a dummy
(I know she a dummy, go)

[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]
Can't trust a b!tch far as I can throw her (No)
Cap to me, said her daddy was a grower
Too good to be true when she told me the tea (Why?)
Didn't have no exotic, just locked up a midget
Got kicked out of school selling weed in the kitchen
(Hmm?)
Snapback, white collar shirt, and some D!ckies (Trap)
Quick to put me a b!tch in detention
Ask Tavo, I been like this for a minute
The hood got too hot, so I moved to the 'burbs
Ferrari sit low, I step out on the curb (Skrrt)
She get off at five, then pull up at six
By seven, she ate me and already split (Uh)
Hope you not ready to die 'bout that b!tch
'Cause this ho ready to go to war 'bout that d!ck
(Swerve)
I keep two or three hoes, one too close to zero
Like NASCAR tires, I rotate a b!tch

[Chorus: King Von]
B!tch, why you tweaking about sh!t
Ain't got sh!t to do with you? (What?)
When I get this check, ho, I swear that
I'm through with you (Swear that I'm through)
Think you the only one? B!tch
It's a few of you (B!tch, it's a few)
I don't do one-on-ones, b!tch
I need two of you (Huh? What?)
I don't trust nothing, I keep it one hundred (Nah)
I thought it was something, it really was nothing
(It really was nothing)
We started off f**king, I'm keeping you cumming
(We started off)
I'm holding her down, she can't do no running
(Boom, boom)
Her as* in the air, so I put my thumb in
She say I'm the best, she know how I'm boming
(She know how)
I'm making her laugh, she know that I'm funny
(She know that I'm)
I'm all in her stomach from Monday to Sunday
(Yeah, yeah)
I ask her what's wrong and she say that it's nothing
(Say that it's nothing)
I know her too well, I know that it's something
(I know that it's something)
I been through her phone, I know that she f**king
(I know that she f**king)
Ho thinking she smart, I know she a dummy
(I know she a dummy)