Trust
[Verse 1: BandGang Javar]
It's easy to love me when I'm up
What if I fell off? You gon' help me run it up?
Show 'em your ID, walk out with an X Plus?
You know my face hot, Imma be waiting in the truck
Can I trust you with my [?]
You gon' bring my cutter? You gon' run off with your friends?
The real question is, what if the feds [?]
You gon' rat me out? Or you gon' take it [?]
Is you a real bitch? Or all that talking just pretend
What if I go back to the pen?
You clame you gon' hold me down, and send me money
But talk is cheep, [?] fucked one of the homies
What if I worked at Wendy's?
[?] get your hair done, cause I was saving every penny
[?] probably call me broke [?]
Got more [?] but I hope that ain't why you with me
[Verse 2: Pretty Brayah]
What?
Nigga, what's your motives? That's the question
Would you knock me up, and leave me with the baby stressin?
Are you the type to try to fuck my bestie or my cousin?
The type to fuck a stripper, try to tell me it ain't nothing?
Nigga, fuck
Are you the type to be a hubby?
Or would you cop a model, if a bitch started [?]
I help you get the phones, and you leave me out with nothing
I send the jack boys, and you play me to the public
Nigga, what?
Do you love me? Can I trust you?
First date, would you judge me if I fucked you?
Telling your friends, and I helped you with them bands
Would you hold a bitch down? What if the judge gave me 10?
Nigga
[Verse 3: BandGang Javar]
If you got 10, I'd probably leave
Know if they gave me 6 months, I wouldn't see you
But that's fine by me, cause I don't need you
You ain't the only bitch with good pussy on my [?]
What if your friends told you I was cheating?
Would you believe me if I told you I wasn't creeping?
Or cut up all my clothes while I was sleeping?
You shouldn't even be my bitch, if that's all it take to leave me
[Verse 4: Pretty Brayah]
Listen
I'm the type to finish shit, if we done
Bag his dad, make that lil nigga my son
I ain't gon' lie, your dick really got me sprung
But these questions got me trippin, so don't play, you got the one
And bro, I seen the hoes you like, I love bitches too
But you boosting up the hype, you know them bitches through
My pussy sprung a couple niggas, but I picked you
So count your fucking blessings, we together, so that's it, boo
I don't wanna hear no what ifs [?]
Boy you thinking way too hard, and I can't think back
Now help me trust you, leave the questions for the future
[?] be the chooser