No Trust Scutti Rez (Ft. LUCKI)

[Hook: Lucki]
Ayy, woah, ayy
Ayy, ayy, woah, I don't trust them
Oh, ayy, oh, ayeye, oh
I don't trust them just like they don't trust me
Life in my palm, don't know why ya trust me
Blessin's goin' 'round, too bad you wit' Lucki
I don't trust them just like they don't trust me

[Verse 1: Lucki]
Pick another topic, I think that I'm borin'
I'm back to the teli', I'm here till' the mornin'
See me I'm the truth, Sunday mornin' whore
Molly heart racin', me and Jeff Gordon
Deals wit' the viper, slick Randy Orton
Deals wit' the viper, I ain't payin' for it
Seal red fire, no I ain't payin' for it
Two way wit' the boy, Uber I'm the explorer
Gave my friends some choirs
Gave my whore some choirs

[Verse 2: Scutti]
I pick up the phone, they just want some money
All these niggas hoes, they be actin' funny
Pussy crash course, all these hoes some dummy's
What's that in my cup, I tell 'em mix the muddy
What's that in my cup, I tell 'em mix the muddy
My nuts hang, and my top back
These hoes call, won't call back
Ima young Ben, been said that
You trust them, where your head at
Don't let em know where you rest at
My gat clap, push your whip back
Bitch miss what, I ain't miss that
20k on my wrist slap
Ten more on my pinky ring
That's the shit that I'm tryna see
Ion need no clout
I still fuck the bitches
Ion need a story
Rap non-fiction
Lil' hoe don't pout, you my lil' mistress
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)