Kilo - No Trust

{Intro: KILO}

I don't trust these bitches no way

{Pre Hook: KILO}

Shorty she a freak with the truffle butter
Fucking for a week I ain't catch her number
She ain't never been with a real homie
She come through the crib but without her panties

Let me see the body drop it low for me
She like to be on top like a piece of cherry
Now she ridin' like she want to be a winner
You too good for a winner you a champion

{Verse 1: KILO}

I'm not surprised yeah
Girl got a man but she get it tonight yeah
Give a fuck 'bout her feelings
Drop down your pants to the floor lets get to it

She's a gold digger
Girl I got this dick and some money come over
Pop a molly we sweatin'
Air it out, Air it out turn on the fan baby

Listen to me girl your body the fittest
Fuck all these boys they don't know you they clueless
All of your exes are mad yeah they still is
They can't handle you cause they ain't really with it

Skrrt to the crib and she ready now
We can fuck later but I hit it now
You can bring you friends go ahead and do it
We can all have fun if you really down

Post up in the club who you chillin' with?
Mamacita show em' who you really fucking with
You the one that got me staring with my mouth open
You the one that got me saying "she the one homie"

This the one that got em' dancing in the beat homie
This the one that got me poppin' ecstasy homie
This the one that got em' spazzing in this bitch homie
I'm the reason got em (?...)

{Chorus: KILO}

They be acting like they be down with us let em know I don't trust these bitches

Party on a Sunday, fucked her until it's friday. One thing on my mind, woah I don't trust these bitches

You a bad bad bitch hit it once, I don't trust these bitches
If I can hit it once, I can hit it twice I don't trust these bitches
Better put the bitch up on leash I don't trust these bitches
She gon' leave your ass, she gon' leave with half I don't trust these bitches
{x2}


{Verse 2: JBars}

I don't trust these women that's the way it goes
She come to the crib and take off all her clothes
Let me take a picture, watch my baby pose
Man of the city we can let em vote

Comme Garcons, just to make em' mad
I could fuck his mom and probably be his dad
She said that she love me when you all alone
I could bet a hundred she gon' call my phone

I be I be getting high when I see em' low
I could beat that pussy up three times in a row
I don't trust these niggas they step on my toe
Man I'm trying to be a legend like (?...)

All this money sitting in my fucking hand
All my problems wrapped up in a rubber band
She probably just fucking with another man
And after that she gon' fuck like another man

I just had a run in like the running man
I could walk up in here with a gun in hand
But you know my niggas on the come up
Yeah you these niggas never run up, I don't trust these bitches


{Chorus 2: KILO}

They be acting like they be down with us let em know I don't trust these bitches

Party on a Sunday, fucked her until it's friday. One thing on my mind, woah I don't trust these bitches

You a bad bad bitch hit it once, I don't trust these bitches
If I can hit it once, I can hit it twice I don't trust these bitches
Better put the bitch up on leash I don't trust these bitches
She gon' leave your ass, she gon' leave with half I don't trust these bitches
{x2}