Don’t Trust YG (Ft. Young Scooter)

[Intro: YG]
Roll that shit up, nigga
That Californian
(Mustard on the beat, ho)

[Chorus: YG]
I ride for my niggas, I die for my niggas
But hopefully none of us go, I'mma keep gettin' money
And stay one hunnid, & I put the bro's before hoes
We don't trust you niggas, fuck you niggas
We don't trust you niggas
We don't trust you niggas, fuck you niggas
We don't trust you niggas

[Verse 1: YG]
We don't trust you niggas
We'll fuck your bitch, then make her fuck my clique
If I can't get you
I'mma get her & and play piano with her clit'
Niggas try & go against the clique
But how some broke niggas gon' go against rich?
It's all bad if I crack your bitch, I'm gettin' money
I should go gold, this is thick, yeah
They say you live and your learn, well I learned
Niggas won't be shit with a perm'
You's fuckin' with me, now it's fuckin' with me
You say you real? Then you a real-ass dummy
Karma might have somebody pop your bitch ass
Now your mama hopin' she ain't lost your bitch ass
Keep callin' my phone, askin' me for favors
So I have to put a block on your bitch ass