[Chorus: K Camp & Chaz Gotti]
I could never trust these hoes
No
These hoes just want my soul
I know (Me too)
You want this big bankroll? (I know you do)
No (Squad)
No trust, my heart so cold (Camp, ain't trust no love)
Oh (Nah)
Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh (Uh)
[Verse 1: Chaz Gotti & K Camp]
Type one, type two
Married to the streets, I do
Nigga know these hoes ain't shit
Nigga know these hoes ain't shit
Can't even trust her with my partners (Nah, can't trust her)
Won't even trust her with my bankroll (Lil' bitch)
Can't even trust her with my drugs
Can't trust her with my problems
Can't trust her 'round no bitch
Killed the pussy, I holler (Woah, oh)
Killed the pussy, I holler (Woah, oh)
Can't trust her with my problems (Camp)
[Chorus: K Camp]
I could never trust these hoes
No
These hoes just want my soul
I know
You want this big bankroll?
No
No trust, my heart so cold (Camp)
Oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh
[Verse 2: K Camp]
She just want my heart, nigga
But she can't get my heart, nigga (Oh no)
No trust, no, I can't deal with you (Skrrt)
The team hit you (Team hit you)
Do you get the picture? (Flick, mm-mm)
I'm scared to put my trust in a ho
That's just all I know (Oh, oh, oh)
They'll take your love and go
That's somethin' you can't control
My heart can't take no ho (Woah)
That's why a young nigga so cold, mm, burr
Stay with the green like a ogre (Yeah)
Gotta have bread like a toaster (Yeah)
I know, I don't know her
[Chorus: K Camp]
I could never trust these hoes
No
These hoes just want my soul
I know
You want this big bankroll?
No
No trust, my heart so cold (Camp)
Oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh
[Verse 3: Trae the Truth]
These hoes ain't shit when they feel you a star
I'm in another world lookin' at this shit from afar
Like who the fuck is you or what the fuck is this?
I don't trust you, you wanna fuck my car
How the fuck you figure you was lovin' a nigga?
Just to get a dollar you was huggin' a nigga
Callin' my phone, you ain't talkin' 'bout shit
Now every time I pick it up you buggin' a nigga
Soundin' like Biggie, yellin', "One more chance"
You want a star but it ain't no chance
Your round over, you don't get no dance
No love, ho, no romance
Yeah, I know you hopin' it get better
Fuck that, I'm only hopin' it get wetter
When the play over, tell her, "It was timeout"
Right there on the bench where I sit her
[Chorus: K Camp]
I could never trust these hoes
No
These hoes just want my soul
I know
You want this big bankroll?
No
No trust, my heart so cold (Camp)
Oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh, oh
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