No Trust

Album cover art for "No Trust" by Trap-A-Holics & K CAMP

Trap-A-Holics & K CAMP - Rap, Pop Rap

No Trust

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[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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Credits

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  • Chaz Gotti
  • K CAMP