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Yeat - 4ly Trust Me Lyrics

4LY (Trust Me) Lyrics[Intro]
All this shit 4LY, LY (Yeah)
That really my twizzy
Woke up with all of my charge
Woke up, woke
Woke up and brought the whole vibe
Swerve (PinkGrillz), swerve, pull up and put 'em in sky
Yeah, swerve

[Chorus]
Yeah, pulled up and bought a whole vibe (Yeah, ah-hah-euh)
I'm lovin' this bitch, she so wild (I'm lovin this bitch, she so wild)
I been doing this shit for a while (Woah)
Just trust me, this shit can go on (Huh, let's go, ah-eh-euh)
I don't even need you to trust nun'
Fuck it, my kids boutta have them a trust fund
Fuck it, this jeep got so many horses (Swerve, yeah)
I'm in the dealership with all these Porsche's
Hop in that shit and go floor it (Floor it)
Off of these drugs, I ignore it
Throwing that neck, she goin'
Said she want the Rick, the Owen'
I'm in the coupe, it convertible
I'm off these drugs that they never even heard of 'em (Oh-yeah)
Tell you it hurt to breathe (Oh-yeah)
They ain't even heard of me (Oh-yeah)

[Verse]
Too many moneys (Yeah)
I just walked up in double C
Why they actin' so funny? (Oh-yeah), no, you definitely not part of my team (Oh-yeah)
Yeah, I really can't trust shit
Yeah, walk in this bitch with my blick (Phew)
Yeah, I'm really off of them shits (PinkGrillz) (Yeah)
Ho, do you kiss yo' kids? (Yeah)
Walked in that bitch, I'm like, "Bye" (Oh-yeah)
Wock' in my cup, it might spill (Spill)
I really get this high, life don't even feel real
Hope if I die, they 4L (4LY)
Can't get indicted, ain't no jail
One hand in that bitch like Odell
They copy the swag boy, they right on the tail (Shit gay)

[Chorus]
Yeah, pulled up and bought a whole vibe (Yeah, ah-hah-euh)
I'm lovin' this bitch, she so wild (I'm lovin this bitch, she so wild)
I been doing this shit for a while (Woah)
Just trust me, this shit can go on (Huh, let's go, ah-eh-euh)
I don't even need you to trust nun'
Fuck it, my kids boutta have them a trust fund
Fuck it, this jeep got so many horses (Swerve, yeah)
I'm in the dealership with all these Porsche's
Hop in that shit and go floor it (Floor it)
Off of these drugs, I ignore it
Throwing that neck, she goin'
Said she want the Rick, the Owen'
I'm in the coupe, it convertible
I'm off these drugs that they never even heard of 'em (Oh-yeah)
Tell you it hurt to breathe (Oh-yeah)
They ain't even heard of me (Oh-yeah)

[Outro]
(Too many moneys) (Yeah)
(I just walked up in double C)
(Why they actin' so funny? (Oh-yeah), no, you definitely not part of my team) (Oh-yeah)
(Yeah, I really can't trust shit)
(Yeah, walk in this bitch with my blick) (Phew)
(Yeah, I'm really off of them shits, yeah) (PinkGrillz)