DTA lyrics

[Intro: Casey Veggies & Tyler, The Creator]
Ay, aw man, hey
I said it, I said it, and I'll say it again (Aw, aw, aw man)
[?] right now
Ladies and gentlemen, the moment you've all been waiting for
I said it, I said it, I said it

[Verse 1: Casey Veggies]
Me and my n*ggas was in the cut like rubbin' alcohol
Shaded up with a girl or two, not a worry at all
I'm with them n*ggas in LA, that you know about, know about
From your girlfriend, word of mouth
But only name that come out her mouth
To the South, Texas state, yeah that's where my family at
Deep up in the country, homie, where people be burnin' trash
Rollin' by, feelin' hella good, I been up in Inglewood
Since Paul Pierce went to Inglewood, went from hood to hood
Love it there, taught me how to be a man
Hear them dudes rappin' 'bout it, but really they don't understand
I come from a little somethin' called the streets, taught me how to be a man
Hear them dudes rappin' 'bout it, but really they don't understand
Understand

[Chorus: Casey Veggies]
Girls come around, man they been tryna get it out me
n*ggas in my face, they don't know nothin' about me
Most these n*ggas fake, I say it loud, I say it proudly
We got money to make, and we don't trust anybody, anybody
Said we don't trust anybody, anybody
Said we don't trust anybody, anybody
Said we don't trust anybody, anybody
I said we don't trust anybody, yeah
[Verse 2: Casey Veggies]
I said high school, 11th grade, CDs in my backpack
Whoever needed that, they got it, next day they come back, they on it
Most these chickens actin' on it, lovin' how I'm tappin' on it
n*ggas hit me up, yeah they lovin' how I'm rappin' on it
Said I will attack a track, and it's gon' need a rappin' lawyer
Charged before assault, look at all this sh*t I bought
I'm always tryna floss, and when I get I'ma do it right
Straight shinin' on them lames, from the mornin' to the night
From the mornin' to the night, I take the air, takin' flight
Yeah that's that LA sh*t, youngest on they playlist
Jordans and the gold chain, Illmatic bumpin'
But Nas did it first and now I'm 'bout to tell 'em somethin'
They all up in my face when I walk up in the function
Them girls wasn't dancin', but now they all jumpin'
I said Jordans and the gold chain, Illmatic bumpin'
Nas did it first and now I'm 'bout to tell 'em somethin', Veggies

[Chorus: Casey Veggies & Tyler, The Creator]
Girls come around, man they been tryna get it out me
n*ggas in my face, they don't know nothin' about me
Most these n*ggas fake, I say it loud, I say it proudly
We got money to make, and we don't trust anybody, anybody
Said we don't trust anybody, anybody
Said we don't trust anybody, anybody
Said we don't trust anybody, anybody
(Alright, alright)
Said we don't trust anybody, yeah
[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]
Hey girl, what's your name? Do you wanna suck a di*k?
Who am I? Wolf Haley, yeah I'm known for punchin' b*tches
In the f*ckin' brain, do wanna give me some?
No, you don't? Why you won't? Oh, you're a f*ckin' nun
Didn't mean to offend, oh, you're a lesbian
So I'm guessin' you don't really like to put your trust in men?
Who do I trust? Um, heroin addicts and
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, yeah I can count on them
Who is him? Signed proof in a suit
'Preme six-panel cap with the green brim
It's box logo this, box logo that
Usually a caucasian b*tch swallowing a cack, oh snaps
I am spittin' like I got chipped tooth, pop some Prozac
Golf Wang, n*gga, know that or that can
Turn into some necks, gettin' snapped up properly
Tyler Creator and Casey Veggies, f*ck broccoli

[Chorus: Casey Veggies & Tyler, The Creator]
Girls come around, man they been tryna get it out me (Yeah, haha)
n*ggas in my face, they don't know nothin' about me (DTA in this b*tch)
Most these n*ggas fake, I say it loud, I say it proudly
We got money to make, and we don't trust anybody, anybody (I don't trust nobody, n*gga)
Said we don't trust anybody, anybody (I mean, you can trust these n*ggas but)
Said we don't trust anybody, anybody (At the end, they f*cking you)
Said we don't trust anybody, anybody
I said we don't trust anybody, yeah (No homo)
[Outro: Tyler, The Creator]
Swag, swag, swag, swag
Swag, swag, swag, swag
Swag, swag, swag, swag
Swag, swag
Don't trust anybody, n*gga
Not even your family
I'm serious