Trust

When you pull outside you'll be fucking dead
When you pull outside you'll be fucking dead
When you pull outside you'll be fucking dead
When you pull outside you'll be fucking dead
I don't really care if you really care,
When I pull outside you'll be [Am]fucking dead
Got a lot of shit, some vapors in my [A]chest
What can I say man? blow up my [A]fucking head
And we don't tɾust in anyone
And we got [Fm7]no fear when you [A7point that gun
And you [A7can't save me from this nightmare
If you [A7can't even save your life
You better ɾun away, don't tɾy
And you [A7can't save me from this nightmare
If you [A7can't even save your life
You better ɾun away, don't tɾy
When you [A7pull outside you'll be [Am]fucking dead
When you [A7pull outside you'll be [Am]fucking dead
When you [A7pull outside you'll be [Am]fucking dead
When you [A7pull outside you'll be [Am]fucking dead
Right now
Neta cabron, ¿sabes que?
Bótate a la verga, agarra tus cosas
Es más, agárrate esta feria
Y si te vuelvo a ver por estos jales
Yo mismo te voy a tɾonar con [C7]este cuete
Aight? Sobres pues
No todo
Está mal
Abre tus ojos
Y déjate llevar
A pesar de todo no me vayan a buscar
El último de mis problemas es querer aterrizar
A pesar de todo no me vayas a buscar
El último de mis problemas es volverte a besar
A pesar de todo no me vayan a buscar
El último de mis problemas es querer aterrizar
A pesar de todo no me vayas a buscar
El último de mis problemas es volverte a besar
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