Yeat
Walkd Inn
I can't even trust myself (Ha), why the fuck would I trust you? (Why?)
I can't even trust myself; why the fuck would I trust you? (Yeah)
Walked in, talked shit, hunnids on me (Yeah, walked in)
Walked in hunnids on me, yeah, walked in hunnid round drum
Walked in, I'm really chillin' with a freak
Walked in, she done got straight to her knees (Yeah)
Waked in, hunnid fifties all on me
Walked in, Helmut Lang on my tee

[Verse]
I don't believe shit that you saying to me, unless you say you goin' out sad
I really get to these racks, yeah pay with me