Can't Trust A Soul

[PnB Rock:]
They talk bout money, they ain't really getting it huh
Lil bitch!
Don't give a fuck nigga
Bitch you ain't low
[Dreezy:] It's Dreezy, Rock, let's get it

[PnB Rock:]
These niggas be hating, these niggas be faking it
They talking bout money, they ain't really get it
These bitches be snaking, they bitches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinking I'm slipping
I stay on my toes, niggas be thinking they low
Bitches be thinking I'm slow, little do they know
Everyday I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul

These niggas be hating, these niggas be faking it
They talking bout money, they ain't really get it
These bitches be snaking, they bitches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinking I'm slipping
I stay on my toes, niggas be thinking they low
Bitches be thinking I'm slow, little do they know
Everyday I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul

[Dreezy:]
I don't need nobody
I'm whipping a lowbody (lowrider)
The dock gotta human inside
The engine is robotic
I pull up reverse, then I hop in a 'Vert
Then switch up the whole topic
These bitches be fucking these niggas for nothing
They ain't getting no profit
I'ma go shop when I land
Hop on a plane with no bags
I know I'm making 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 I ain't giving no pass
Niggas be faking like a [?] 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 going 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
Balenciaga when I walk
The hating shit 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!

[PnB Rock:]
These niggas be hating, these niggas be faking it
They talking bout money, they ain't really get it
These bitches be snaking, they bitches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinking I'm slipping
I stay on my toes, niggas be thinking they low
Bitches be thinking I'm slow, little do they know
Everyday I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul

These niggas be hating, these niggas be faking it
They talking bout money, they ain't really get it
These bitches be snaking, they bitches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinking I'm slipping
I stay on my toes, niggas be thinking they low
Bitches be thinking I'm slow, little do they know
Everyday I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul

[Dreezy:]
I'm doing 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 911 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, niggas 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 nigga who gone go
'Cus I stay on leak like Nene
I know some bitches hating on the low
But in real life they wanna be me yeah
I'm up in a balling house, I gotta ring like I'm calling out
Fuck what they talking bout
Me and my bitches ain't falling out
You say you balling how
Beefing with me at yo momma house
Chopper gon' make a bitch "Walk It Out"
Flexing on me, then I'm popping now

[PnB Rock:]
These niggas be hating, these niggas be faking it
They talking bout money, they ain't really get it
These bitches be snaking, they bitches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinking I'm slipping
I stay on my toes, niggas be thinking they low
Bitches be thinking I'm slow, little do they know
Everyday I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul

These niggas be hating, these niggas be faking it
They talking bout money, they ain't really get it
These bitches be snaking, they bitches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinking I'm slipping
I stay on my toes, niggas be thinking they low
Bitches be thinking I'm slow, little do they know
Everyday I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul

[Dreezy:]
These niggas be hating, these niggas be faking it
They talking bout money, they ain't really get it
These bitches be snaking, they bitches be grimey
They be tryna lie to me, they be thinking I'm slipping
I stay on my toes, niggas be thinking they low
Bitches be thinking I'm slow, little do they know
Everyday I got my pole, I swear I can't trust a soul