"trouble" lyrics

I went and ran it the fuck up (What the fuck?)
Most of these niggas, don't trust 'em, no
I put my trust in my hundreds
Ride with the toolie, I'm tuckin', woah
These niggas not about nothin' (Never)
And that ho think that I love her, no
"How many racks?" A couple
Caught that boy lack, his ass in trouble (Yeah)
He in my pack, got hit with a nuzzle
Pop me a flat, I'm doin' a couple
My money fat, I'm makin' it double
He wanna chat, get put in a bubble (Yeah, yeah)
I wanna crack, that bitch wanna cuddle (What, what?)
That bitch, she bad, I give her my number (Yeah)
Blast, we turn that boy into rubble

Blast, we turn that boy into- (What? Let's go)
We turn that boy into nothin'
I'ma turn none to- (Wait)
I'ma turn none to somethin' (Yeah)
Shootin', we havin' some fun
Smokin' that boy like it's Runtz (Yeah)
After I fuck, lil' bitch, we are done, yeah
Diamonds they shine like the sun
Diamonds they shine like the- (What?), yeah
Diamonds they shine like the- (Yeah)
I got the pack for the low (Yeah)
I brought the pack in the boat
You wanna hang? Boy, get a rope (Yeah)
Shout-out my twizzy, my loc
Guarantee he gettin' poked (Poked)
Guarantee he gettin' smoked (Smoked)

I went and ran it the fuck up (What the fuck?)
Most of these niggas, don't trust 'em, no
I put my trust in my hundreds
Ride with the toolie, I'm tuckin', woah
These niggas not about nothin' (Never)
And that ho think that I love her, no
"How many racks?" A couple
Caught that boy lack, his ass in trouble (Yeah)
He in my pack, got hit with a nuzzle
Pop me a flat, I'm doin' a couple
My money fat, I'm makin' it double
He wanna chat, get put in a bubble (Yeah, yeah)
I wanna crack, that bitch wanna cuddle (What, what?)
That bitch, she bad, I give her my number (Yeah)
Blast, we turn that boy into rubble (Yeah, yeah)