text: Bobby Kritical
  I know you gon be the one thats gon hold me down
  When its time to put in work you know Im always round
  Tote that Glock, hold that work, baby, do you trust me?
  Got the streets in a lock, Ima make you love me
  Baby, do you trust me?
  Do you trust me?
  Baby, do you trust me? 
  Baby, do you trust me?
  Got the streets in a lock, Ima make you love me
  Ima make you love me, baby, do you trust me?
  Come in close and hug me, tell that hoe dont test me
  I dont play bout mines, watch this shit get messy
  Tote that Glock, hide it in my spot
  Bitch, stop playing, Ima leave you hot
  Rubber bands wrapped around these knots
  Bitch, stop playing, watch me kill the parking lot
  I know you gon be the one thats gon hold me down
  When its time to put in work you know Im always round
  Tote that Glock, hold that work, baby, do you trust me?
  Got the streets in a lock, Ima make you love me
  Baby, do you trust me?
  Do you trust me?
  Baby, do you trust me? 
  Baby, do you trust me?
  Got the streets in a lock, Ima make you love me
  I feel like going to therapy
  And sometimes I be wanting like, to tell my therapist, like, catch me outside
  Hahahaha
  On G, I swear, I swear to god
  Okay, put my heart to the side
  In my feelings, ho, lets ride
  Big MAC to the side
  If she call, Im gon slide
  Thats my baby boy, you crazy
  She might get a new Mercedes
  She say she want me, oowee
  Okay, lil shawty, lets do this, uh-huh
  I know you gon be the one thats gon hold me down
  When its time to put in work you know Im always round
  Tote that Glock, hold that work, baby, do you trust me?
  Got the streets in a lock, Ima make you love me
  Baby, do you trust me? Do you trust me?
  Baby, do you trust me? Baby, do you trust me?
  Got the streets in a lock, Ima make you love me