We Don't Trust You

[Intro: Future, Joe Harris, Billie Rae Calvin & Brenda Joyce Evans] Fake written all over you Hate written all over you Hate written all over Fake written all over you Hate written all over you Fake written all over you Hate written all over you Smiling faces Sometimes pretend to be your friend Smiling faces show no traces Of the evil that lurks within (Can you dig it?) Fake written all over you Hater written all over you Fake written all over you, yeah [Verse 1: Future] I been in the cold, couldn't feel my toes, but I still stuck to the code Money won't fold, pockets won't hold enough Takin' my pole in there, F&N in there Take me anywhere, I'm takin' over the trap I see the real clear, woodgrain Cartier Poppin' a real pill, higher than Beverly Hills I got too much spill, I give a bitch chills Took out a small bill, make all the hoes strip You need a weed feel, I get it vacuum sealed Came from the Eastside, shooters on detail Go purchase a new Chanel, I need a refill Strikers in Trackhawks, ridin' the V12 I peeped the mood, dog, I peeped the intel Get to trippin', all you gon' see is shells [Chorus: Future, Joe Harris & 2Pac] If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you We don't trust you niggas, we don't (I don't trust no motherfuckin' body) We don't trust you niggas, we don't We don't trust you We don't trust you niggas, we don't We don't trust you niggas, we don't (Smiling faces) We don't trust you niggas, we don't (Show no traces) (Of the evil that lurks within) We don't trust you [Verse 2: Future] You a nigga number-one fan, dog Sneak dissin', I don't understand, dog Pillowtalkin', actin' like a fed, dog I don't need another fake friend, dog Can't be 'bout a ho, 'cause we sharin', dog In your feelings, nigga, why you playin', dog? Give her backshots while she layin' down Keep the Glock cocked, I don't trust hoes Top shotter, goin' for the gusto Like a real dog, got a mutt ho Get the lo', you a John Doe Bubble-eye Benz on a ho Rappin' so pretend, you a ho Nine-figure nigga, tag a toe Ain't no tappin' in, better blow Shorty poppin' pills, but he blessed Flash a couple M's on my chest Ain't no sabotagin', lil' finesse We was in the field, placin' bets Still gettin' chills in my flesh Takin' karma, turn it to success Thoroughbred and Pluto, nothin' less Twenty drivers parked at the jet Whip the Phantom to the projects Death before dishonor, no confess [Chorus: Future & Joe Harris] We don't trust you niggas, we don't (Smiling faces) We don't trust you niggas, we don't (Pretend to be your friend) We don't trust you [Outro: Future & Jason Mitchell] We don't trust you, no, no, no We don't trust you, no, no, no, no, no, no We don't trust you, no, no, no We don't trust you, no, no, no, no, no, no We don't trust you, no, no, no (Trust is a motherfucker) If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm— If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you Hate written all over you Fake written all over you Hater written all over you Fake written all over you, yeah (Trust is a motherfucker)