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Murda on the beat so it's not nice
Hmm, yeah, yeah

Chorus: Yung Bans
Hmm, ayy, yeah, I got so many enemies, ayy
If I die today, is you gon' remember me Yeah
Go and get it or get got, that ain't sin to me, yeah
I done seen a lot, product of these streets
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I can't put my trust in you, huh
I can't put my trust in you

Verse 1: Lil Durk
That Glock come dark skin
Caught a case, I was locked in
Street shit, I was locked in
Came from them apartments
Gotta watch, you plottin', 'cause niggas flodgin'
Bullets, we dodgin', gotta take precautions
What you gon' do when you run out of money
What you gon' do when you can't serve a junkie
Asked you once, Do you really love me
Know you a snake 'cause you snaked your cousin
I take drugs, prescription, how you love them niggas
Durkio too official, we ain't into it with niggas
Them statements got your initials, I can't get caught with pistols
Undercover agents, they was shoppin' with you
I take a lot to get to, I take a lot to get to

Verse 2: Yung Bans
This shit ain't new to me, the streets ain't foolin' me
This shit ain't new to me, the streets ain't foolin' me
This shit ain't new to me, the streets ain't foolin' me
This shit ain't new to me, the streets ain't foolin' me
Hundred thousand all hundreds, young nigga been thuggin'
I been juggin', not juggin', came straight out the gutter
Pussy niggas with money, they get on my fuckin' nerves
Leave that bullshit for the birds, in a hotbox gettin' curved
Mama told me, I ain't learn, had to do that on my own
Ridin' with that fuckin' chrome, this is why I wrote this song
I ain't even write this song, swear this shit straight off the dome
Put the chrome to your dome, send your pussy nigga home

Chorus: Yung Bans
Hmm, ayy, yeah, I got so many enemies, ayy
If I die today, is you gon' remember me Yeah
Go and get it or get got, that ain't sin to me, yeah
I done seen a lot, product of these streets
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I can't put my trust in you, huh
I can't put my trust in you

Verse 3: NAV
Coffins, get some coffins Coffins
I'm tired of hearing all this talkin' Tired
Chalk in, get the chalk in
My dogs gon' bite, they ain't just barkin' Yeah
Can't trust her based off what she would do for a Birkin Hell nah
She from the hood, her cousin jackboy puttin' work in
When she met me, tried to tell me she a virgin Me, cap
Knew she was lyin' as soon as I seen her twerk it Twerk twerk, yeah
And catch the ones from the sky Work work, yeah
I know that look in her eyes I know
Since my first milli', I don't who I can trust, dawg Yeah
Feels like lately all my loose ties gettin' cut off Yeah
Ain't tryna fuck lately, I'm tellin' bitches fuck off Yeah
Workin' hard, never dependin' on no luck, dawg Yeah
Celibate the way I never gave a fuck, dawg

Chorus: Yung Bans
Hmm, ayy, yeah, I got so many enemies, ayy
If I die today, is you gon' remember me Yeah
Go and get it or get got, that ain't sin to me, yeah
I done seen a lot, product of these streets
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I can't put my trust in you, huh
I can't put my trust in you