Can’t Trust A Soul lyrics

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[Intro: Dreezy & PnB Rock]
They talk bout money, they ain't really gettin' it huh
Lil b*tch!
Don't give a f*ck n*gga
b*tch you ain't low
It's Dreezy, Rock, let's get it

[Chorus: PnB Rock]
These n*ggas be hatin', these n*ggas be fakin' it
They talkin' bout money, they ain't really get it
These b*tches be snakin', these b*tches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinkin' I'm slippin'
I stay on my toes, n*ggas be thinkin' they low
b*tches be thinkin' I'm slow, little do they know
Everyday I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul

These n*ggas be hatin', these n*ggas be fakin' it
They talkin' bout money, they ain't really get it
These b*tches be snakin', these b*tches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinkin' I'm slippin'
I stay on my toes, n*ggas be thinkin' they low
b*tches be thinkin' I'm slow, little do they know
Everyday I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul
[Verse 1: Dreezy]
I don't need nobody
I'm whippin' a lowbody (lowrider)
The dock gotta human inside
The engine is robotic
I pull up reverse then I hop in the bird
Then switch up the whole topic
These b*tches be f*cking these n*ggas for nothin'
They ain't gettin' no profit
I'ma go shop when I land
Hop on a plane with no bags
I know I'm makin' them mad, went and got[?]
Tell him to go a lil faster
He got that top like a grad, I'ma put him ahead of the class
Either way know I ain't givin' no pass
n*ggas be faking like a Jim on The Mask
Ball so hard, fell in love with it, feeling like Sanaa Lathan
I just got top from a Muslim and I told him as-salamu alaykum
I don't f*ck with nobody, let his mama say
I'm goin' through a phase yeah
Shoulda known you a back stabber
Had a knife tatted on your face yeah
You know it's cash when I talk
Valentino when I walk
The hatin' sh*t won't get you far
[?] 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!
[Chorus: PnB Rock]
These n*ggas be hatin', these n*ggas be fakin' it
They talkin' bout money, they ain't really get it
These b*tches be snakin', these b*tches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinkin' I'm slippin'
I stay on my toes, n*ggas be thinkin' they low
b*tches be thinkin' I'm slow, little do they know
Everyday I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul

These n*ggas be hatin', these n*ggas be fakin' it
They talkin' bout money, they ain't really get it
These b*tches be snakin', these b*tches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinkin' I'm slippin'
I stay on my toes, n*ggas be thinkin' they low
b*tches be thinkin' I'm slow, little do they know
Everyday I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul

[Verse 2: Dreezy]
I'm doin' 80 on the E-way out in Calabasas
My eyes don't see no pus*y n*ggas through these Gucci glasses
I pull up in that 911 they like, "That's a classic"
You could be anything in life but wanna be a mad b*tch
I know you see me like 3D, n*ggas be fake like BB
I'm passing a hoe like I'm Mimi
You don't be no where that we be
I know some rich n*gga who gone go
'Cus I stay on leak like Nene
I know some b*tches 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
f*ck what they talkin' bout
Me and my b*tches ain't fallin' out
You say you ballin' how
Beefin' with me at yo momma house
Chopper gon' make a b*tch "Walk It Out"
Flexin' on me, then I'm poppin' now
[Chorus: PnB Rock & Dreezy]
These n*ggas be hatin', these n*ggas be fakin' it
They talkin' bout money, they ain't really get it
These b*tches be snakin', these b*tches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinkin' I'm slippin'
I stay on my toes, n*ggas be thinkin' they low
b*tches be thinkin' I'm slow, little do they know
Everyday I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul

These n*ggas be hatin', these n*ggas be fakin' it
They talkin' bout money, they ain't really get it
These b*tches be snakin', these b*tches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinkin' I'm slippin'
I stay on my toes, n*ggas be thinkin' they low
b*tches be thinkin' I'm slow, little do they know
Everyday I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul

These n*ggas be hatin', these n*ggas be fakin' it
They talkin' bout money, they ain't really get it
These b*tches be snakin', these b*tches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinkin' I'm slippin'
I stay on my toes, n*ggas be thinkin' they low
b*tches be thinkin' I'm slow, little do they know
Everyday I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul