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KA$HDAMI

Trust Issues

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TESTO - KA$HDAMI - Trust Issues

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TESTO - KA$HDAMI - Trust Issues

You gon' fuck 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 nigga not shooting, he capping
I don't even think that lil' boy got a Glock, ayy
Shawty just hit up my phone
Saying she found me from TikTok, but

I got trust issues, ayy, I can't fuck with you
I would be in love with you, but this Wock' said, 'Bae, I miss you'
You got a boy best friend? 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 fuck with you
Because I'ma miss you when you gone
She said she wet to my voice on my songs
That Glock make him dip, nigga, likе a pond
She said that I look like I got hoes
I said, 'Nah, shawty, you tripping'
I'm rocking this Saint Laurеnt like a Christian
Your bitch ride me up and down like a piston, ayy

Getting my money, now she wanna kick it
Seven foot six, yeah, my money like Ming
Now you call me, shawty, why you be bitchin'?
Getting my bag and I spend it on me
Making buckets like I'm Hardaway
Top five, bitch, with a star to stay
Not my bitch, don't talk to me
Not my ho, don't bother me
I'm snapping, I'm snapping
I'm used to indie but I'm rapping
Making money, why you capping?
I stay with my bitch, I'm relaxing
Wear VLONE and call it fashion
You say that you love me, I'm laughing
Ghosted that bitch, man, that's tragic

Yeah, thats tragic
I can't be stuck in the past tense
I get to the bread, you imagine
Sorry, I gotta stay passive
Can't let you get a reaction
No, get all the madness
God, a lot of people be has beens
'Cause I'm so sick of the acting, yeah
But, oh no, no more crooked smiles
People running they mouths
But can't even walk a mile in my shoes
Can't be focused on clout, it blinds you
Fake people be scheming behind you
We staying in the dark, gon' find you, no, oh, oh

I got trust issues, ayy, I can't fuck with you
I would be in love with you, but this Wock' said, 'Bae, I miss you'
You got a boy best friend? 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 fuck with you
Because I'ma miss you when you gone
She said she wet to my voice on my songs
That Glock make him dip, nigga, like a pond
She said that I look like I got hoes
I said, 'Nah, shawty, you tripping'
I'm rocking this Saint Laurent like a Christian
Your bitch ride me up and down like a piston, ayy

You gon' fuck with this one, Will
Je t'aime Milanezie

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