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Trust Me


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Robb Bank$


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[Verse 1]
Broward Bred, Broward Dead
Lick season can’t keep a hot boy cold (that right)
I pour em that and get inside like I’m Ino.
Ain’t bout that life, I creep up on you like your first high.
Then have  with yo [bad word]  she rode a stick like a witch [bad word] I’m a mogul, Broward County, fresh out the Pokeball im growing
Boy I rep the Pewter City Gym Beach, sand Panamera
With a chest full of beans, now sit your ho, she see me
I keep it G, [bad word] make me wanna dig her out the sea, [bad word] And she ain't gon be too long for yours till she gone
… money im bettin on ball matches, im lickin niggas like…
Sistrunk hoes still live but Creek [bad word] where its at
Dirty pineapple but my drank taste the best
Box Chevy playing with that box in between them leggings. [bad word] how you rhyme, we could dunk exchange but I got 12s in my trunk man
Transparent [bad word]  from the North Pole,
She come down to the 954 to tell me bout the snow.
Aye numbers you hard to move I done made dance boys
Say fragile on my luggage, that molly keys like Miss did you drop these?
And you a lil raw, like you stuck it in once.
Lame [bad word]  how my ‘Port burnin longer then your blunt?

[Hook]
Aye if he a [bad word] [bad word] mane tell him that,
If he a [bad word] [bad word]  I say tell him that
Boy if he a [bad word] [bad word] I say tell him it that,
Mane if he a [bad word] [bad word] gon tell him that
Don't trust nan [bad word] saying trust me
Don't trust nan [bad word] saying trust me
Boy I don't trust nan [bad word] saying trust me
Don't trust no [bad word] saying trust me

[Verse 2]
Graduated from pill, cancers, all a [bad word] got was sandwich bags
Full of skittles like yo momma packed it with your school
.. and dresses ain’t my style mayne
Cause they can't pull up yo skirt if you never wore one in the first place
But I can still crunch numbers hoes 21
Green rectangles don't go to school y'all ain't even a .5 on my scale
Niggas lying to they selves, ain’t seen a mirror in a minute (that right)
Probably why they walk out in public looking like a [bad word] We branch out from music videos to castings
One meal a day to brunch, [bad word] see Young Savage
I don't do enough, took yo [bad word] on vacation
Made her kiss the [bad word] 
[Hook]

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