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Letra : Trust Issues
You gon' f**k with this one, Will
Je t'aime Milanezie
I can't believe I was gon' wife that ho
Just to find out she a thot
That n***a not shootin', he cappin'
I don't even think that lil' boy got a Glock, ayy
Shawty just hit up my phone
Sayin' she found me from TikTok, but
I got trust issues, ayy, I can't f**k with you
I would be in love with you, but this Wock' said, "Bae, I miss you"
You got a boy bestfriend? Miss me
It's a death sentence if you diss me
Cado gon' spin your whole block like a frisbee
Now you on TV like Disney
If I like you too much, I can't f**k with you
Because I'ma miss you when you gone
She said she get wet to my voice on my songs
That Glock makе him dip, n***a, like a pond
She said that I look like I got hoеs
I said, "Nah, shawty, you trippin'"
I'm rockin' this Saint Laurent like a Christian
Your b*t*h ride me up and down like a piston, ayy
Gettin' my money, now she wanna kick it
Seven foot six, yeah, my money like Ming
Now you call me, shawty, why you be b*t*hin'?
Gettin' my bag and I spend it on me
Makin' buckets like I'm Hardaway
Top five, b*t*h, where the starters stay
Not my b*t*h, don't talk to me
Not my ho, don't bother me
I'm snappin', I'm snappin'
I'm used to indie but I'm rappin'
Makin' money, why you cappin'?
I stay with my b*t*h, I'm relaxin'
Wear VLONE and call it fashion
You say that you love me, I'm laughin'
Ghosted that b*t*h, man, that's tragic
Yeah, that's tragic
I can't be stuck in the past tense
I get to the brain, you imagine
Sorry, I gotta stay pa**ive
Chemistry, do the reaction
No, quit all the madness
God, all them people be has-beens
'Cause I'm so sick of the actin', yeah
But, oh no, no more crooked smiles
People runnin' they mouths, but can't even walk a mile in my shoes
Can't be focused on clout, it blind you
Fake people be schemin' behind you
What's done in the dark gon' find you, no, oh, oh
I got trust issues, ayy, I can't f**k with you
I would be in love with you, but this Wock' said, "Bae, I miss you"
You got a boy bestfriend? Miss me
It's a death sentence if you diss me
Cado gon' spin your whole block like a frisbee
Now you on TV like Disney
If I like you too much, I can't f**k with you
Because I'ma miss you when you gone
She said she get wet to my voice on my songs
That Glock make him dip, n***a, like a pond
She said that I look like I got hoes
I said, "Nah, shawty, you trippin'"
I'm rockin' this Saint Laurent like a Christian
Your b*t*h ride me up and down like a piston, ayy
You gon' f**k with this one, Will
Je t'aime Milanezie
Je t'aime Milanezie
I can't believe I was gon' wife that ho
Just to find out she a thot
That n***a not shootin', he cappin'
I don't even think that lil' boy got a Glock, ayy
Shawty just hit up my phone
Sayin' she found me from TikTok, but
I got trust issues, ayy, I can't f**k with you
I would be in love with you, but this Wock' said, "Bae, I miss you"
You got a boy bestfriend? Miss me
It's a death sentence if you diss me
Cado gon' spin your whole block like a frisbee
Now you on TV like Disney
If I like you too much, I can't f**k with you
Because I'ma miss you when you gone
She said she get wet to my voice on my songs
That Glock makе him dip, n***a, like a pond
She said that I look like I got hoеs
I said, "Nah, shawty, you trippin'"
I'm rockin' this Saint Laurent like a Christian
Your b*t*h ride me up and down like a piston, ayy
Gettin' my money, now she wanna kick it
Seven foot six, yeah, my money like Ming
Now you call me, shawty, why you be b*t*hin'?
Gettin' my bag and I spend it on me
Makin' buckets like I'm Hardaway
Top five, b*t*h, where the starters stay
Not my b*t*h, don't talk to me
Not my ho, don't bother me
I'm snappin', I'm snappin'
I'm used to indie but I'm rappin'
Makin' money, why you cappin'?
I stay with my b*t*h, I'm relaxin'
Wear VLONE and call it fashion
You say that you love me, I'm laughin'
Ghosted that b*t*h, man, that's tragic
Yeah, that's tragic
I can't be stuck in the past tense
I get to the brain, you imagine
Sorry, I gotta stay pa**ive
Chemistry, do the reaction
No, quit all the madness
God, all them people be has-beens
'Cause I'm so sick of the actin', yeah
But, oh no, no more crooked smiles
People runnin' they mouths, but can't even walk a mile in my shoes
Can't be focused on clout, it blind you
Fake people be schemin' behind you
What's done in the dark gon' find you, no, oh, oh
I got trust issues, ayy, I can't f**k with you
I would be in love with you, but this Wock' said, "Bae, I miss you"
You got a boy bestfriend? Miss me
It's a death sentence if you diss me
Cado gon' spin your whole block like a frisbee
Now you on TV like Disney
If I like you too much, I can't f**k with you
Because I'ma miss you when you gone
She said she get wet to my voice on my songs
That Glock make him dip, n***a, like a pond
She said that I look like I got hoes
I said, "Nah, shawty, you trippin'"
I'm rockin' this Saint Laurent like a Christian
Your b*t*h ride me up and down like a piston, ayy
You gon' f**k with this one, Will
Je t'aime Milanezie
