This is a song about "Cops aint somebody you can trust"

And nigga if you aint got versace then nigga you can not top me

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Hustler on the block somebody better call the cops

You can disown him or stone him

Trust me it aint nothin

All i need is bad hoes, all these niggas gon' rat

Now can somebody please tell me where all them hotties at

Listen up and listen hard, you break my trust

About disaster in the world and

I just killed this man somebody called the cops

Yeah, tell me about the love of ours

I trust you, you're my imaginary friend

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

Straight bad bitches i run, through

Trust me i’m the one for you