trust me - lil gotit lyrics
[intro]
b-b-bankroll got it!
[chorus]
baby, where’s your purse, i’ll cash it
anything you want, no asking
his and her rollies, we matching
you were there when i was sleeping on the mattress
i keep my slime fresher than a casket
we like money, got-t, yeah we never lacking
buy you [?] underwear for [?]
playing with her, sh-t get tragic
i’ma dive in
no pressure on the money, i buy in
pulling on her hair and beating her back in
[?], love nothing
trust me
i know what you’re doing, just trust me
got you forever, just trust me
i don’t want these hoes, they dusty
[verse 1]
i don’t want these hoes, they bummy
[?]
if i give you my heart, don’t crush it
glock 9, booty [?], you bustin’
baby back it up, speed it up quick
make yourself loud [?] when we f-ck
hit it from the back, man you love to start cussin’
soon as you show loyalty, they don’t start trustin’
i love you
close friend, yeah, you my buddy
that p-ssy so tight, i’ma stuff it
percocet, that’s why we f-ckin’
just trust me
her man skinny, bald, not [?]
yeah, she the coolest one, the toughest
told you hoes, i tell ’em i tuck it
[chorus]
baby, where’s your purse, i’ll cash it
anything you want, no asking
his and her rollies, we matching
you were there when i was sleeping on the mattress
i keep my slime fresher than a casket
we like money, got-t, yeah we never lacking
buy you [?] underwear for [?]
playing with her, sh-t get tragic
i’ma dive in
no pressure on the money, i buy in
pulling on her hair and beating her back in
[?], love nothing
trust me
i know what you’re doing, just trust me
got you forever, just trust me
i don’t want these hoes, they dusty
[verse 2]
no memes
my babygirl ain’t green
nah, she ain’t going for the team
but she’ll give lil’ boy a dream
rich dreams
she got hood baby d-ck in her spleen
why you f-ckin’ with a big carat ring?
she my number one fan with the streams
let her be my mama, ain’t starting drama
she don’t like, i love her, everything that’s [?]
put tinting on cartier frames just to block out these hating -ss hoes
show babygirl that lifestyle, now she call me her home
[?] to her face, that sh-t getting old
it’s crazy but it’s true
[chorus]
baby, where’s your purse, i’ll cash it
anything you want, no asking
his and her rollies, we matching
you were there when i was sleeping on the mattress
i keep my slime fresher than a casket
we like money, got-t, yeah we never lacking
buy you [?] underwear for [?]
playing with her, sh-t get tragic
i’ma dive in
no pressure on the money, i buy in
pulling on her hair and beating her back in
[?], love nothing
trust me
i know what you’re doing, just trust me
got you forever, just trust me
i don’t want these hoes, they dusty
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