Ehh lyrics

[verse i: x the kid]
n*gga who you think you are? A prophet or some sh*t?
All yo ass worried about is making a profit off some sh*t
You don’t give a f*ck unless yo ass can benefit off it
n*ggas claiming they a saint, knock it off with the nonsense
Did you do it on your own if I’m the one with the blueprint?
Make moves like the kid saying they “killing this music”
n*gga please, sit down. b*tch I created yo sound when I was playin around
Now tell me who runs the town?
I gave you n*ggas the ground and told y’all asses to build
I’m proud of the progress and trust man I’m peeping the skills
But look it’s more to this sh*t than spitting saying you ill
Cause if you can’t keep it real then why the f*ck are you here?
Why the f*ck are you here?
When that punchline hit I grin ear to ear
I’m on cloud nine like I had a nimbus near
But this gas stay loud b*tch clear the air
Okay
I can solve ya problems baby
Yo n*gga trippin then just curve him till tomorrow maybe
We can go be super lazy
We can go get extra crazy
Everything is really gravy, no potatoes
She acting like she wit it
Is you wit it? girl then say so
I had to switch the flow up, let’s roll up, let’s get the queso, the pesos
Like “Ayo, my n*gga, bro it’s time ride”
Flying down 980 pushing 95
If 12 pull up *whoop whoop* with the work inside, then f*ck it n*gga we eating, tonight we outta of our minds
You look surprised at how i’m spittin
Ever looked in my eyes?
Cause all that buddy buddy sh*t is finna end ain’t no lies
Okay
b*tch I’m yo enemy n*gga
Stop being friendly lil n*gga
Chase a bag, why you worried about me
Get sum cash, why you worried about me
Matter fact since you worried about me
[hook: x the kid]
I can’t trust nobody
I don’t f*ck with you
I can’t trust nobody
I don’t f*ck with you
I can’t trust nobody
I don’t f*ck with you
I can’t trust nobody
I don’t f*ck with you

[verse ii: x the kid]
Dirty 11’s on they necks these n*ggas want me to let up
But these hoes like Mjolnir and I’m feeling pretentious
All these n*ggas pretenders, like professional extras they be standing around just acting up for the camera
Couple of you n*ggas pus*y mama ain’t raise no b*tch
Lot of y’all talk about guns cause you scared to get hit
Lot of y’all talkwit y’all thunbs cause you know you can’t spit
And I’m supposed to be “the nerd” n*gga are you wit the sh*ts?
You say yes, but you stuttering b*tch
Did something happen during the break that a young n*gga missed?
Cause it’s a lot of new faces in the game that can spit but you only inspired when you think you got dissed?
sh*t, if the shoe fit then wear that stank b*tch
Watch em fold under pressure and snap like toothpicks
From the Nine3six I been done did this
Now watch me go and get a bag way fatter than St. Nick’s n*gga
[hook: x the kid]
I can’t trust nobody
I don’t f*ck with you
I can’t trust nobody
I don’t f*ck with you
I can’t trust nobody
I don’t f*ck with you
I can’t trust nobody
I don’t f*ck with -