Testo Can't Trust a Soul - Dreezy feat. PnB Rock
Testo della canzone Can't Trust a Soul (Dreezy feat. PnB Rock), tratta dall'album Can't Trust a Soul
They talk 'bout money, they ain't really gettin' it, huh
(Lil' bitch!) Yeah
Don't give a fuck, nigga
Bitch, you ain't low
(It's Dreezy, Rock, let's get it)
These niggas be hatin', these niggas be fakin' it
They talkin' "bout money, they ain't really get it
These bitches be snakin', these bitches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinkin' I'm slippin'
I stay on my toes, niggas be thinkin' they low
Bitches be thinkin' I'm slow, little do they know
Every day, I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul
These niggas be hatin', these niggas be fakin' it
They talkin' "bout money, they ain't really get it
These bitches be snakin', these bitches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinkin' I'm slippin'
I stay on my toes, niggas be thinkin' they low
Bitches be thinkin' I'm slow, little do they know
Every day, I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul (aye)
I don't need nobody (no bitch)
I'm whippin' a lowbody (lowrider)
The dock gotta human inside (yep)
The engine is robotic (let's get it)
I pull up reverse, then I hop in a 'Vert
Then switch up the whole topic (shut it up)
These bitches be fucking these niggas for nothin'
They ain't gettin' no profit (fall backward)
I'ma go shop when I land, hop on a plane with no bags
I know I'm makin' them mad, went and got top better go a lill' faster
He got that top like a grad, I'ma put him ahead of the class
Either way, I ain't givin' no pass
Niggas be faking like a Jim on a mask
Ball so hard, fell in love with the feeling, so I let go
I just got top from a Muslim and I told him as-salamu alaykum
I don't fuck with nobody, let his mama say, I'm goin' through a phase, yeah
Shoulda known you a backstabber, had a knife tatted on your face, yeah
You know it's cash when I talk
Balenciaga when I walk
The hatin' shit won't get you far
Dolo the coupe is the car
Got a whole thang on me right now
Smell like a P when I walk
Know I said I want a couple M's
But know I want B's in the vault
It's Dreez!
These niggas be hatin', these niggas be fakin' it
They talkin' 'bout money, they ain't really get it
These bitches be snakin', these bitches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinkin' I'm slippin'
I stay on my toes, niggas be thinkin' they low
Bitches be thinkin' I'm slow, little do they know
Every day, I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul
These niggas be hatin', these niggas be fakin' it
They talkin' 'bout money, they ain't really get it
These bitches be snakin', these bitches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinkin' I'm slippin'
I stay on my toes, niggas be thinkin' they low
Bitches be thinkin' I'm slow, little do they know
Every day, I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul
I'm doin' 80 on the E-way out in Calabasas
My eyes don't see no pussy niggas through these Gucci glasses
I pull up in that 9-11, they like, "That's a classic"
You could be anything in life, but wanna be a mad bitch
I know you see me like 3D (yeah), niggas be fake like BB (yeah)
I'm passing a hoe like I'm Mimi, you don't be no where that we be (no)
I know some rich nigga who gon' go 'cause I stay on leak like Nene
I know some bitches hatin' on the low, but in real life they wanna be me, yeah
I'm up in a ballin' house, I gotta ring like I'm callin' out
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout
Me and my bitches ain't fallin' out
You say you ballin' how
Beefin' with me at yo' momma house
Chopper gon' make a bitch "Walk It Out"
Flexin' on me, then I'm poppin' now
These niggas be hatin', these niggas be fakin' it
They talkin' 'bout money, they ain't really get it
These bitches be snakin', these bitches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinkin' I'm slippin'
I stay on my toes, niggas be thinkin' they low
Bitches be thinkin' I'm slow, little do they know
Every day, I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul
These niggas be hatin', these niggas be fakin' it
They talkin' 'bout money, they ain't really get it
These bitches be snakin', these bitches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinkin' I'm slippin'
I stay on my toes, niggas be thinkin' they low
Bitches be thinkin' I'm slow, little do they know
Every day, I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul
These niggas be hatin', these niggas be fakin' it
They talkin' 'bout money, they ain't really get it
These bitches be snakin', these bitches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinkin' I'm slippin'
I stay on my toes, niggas be thinkin' they low
Bitches be thinkin' I'm slow, little do they know
Every day, I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul
Credits
Writer(s): Khaled Khaled, Ben Diehl, Seandrea Sledge, Rakim Hasheem Allen
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