Lyrics Neva Trust A Soul - Foogiano, Enchanting, Gucci Mane

Neva Trust A Soul

It’s the mob, nigga (
SpiffoMadeIt, bitch
[Chorus: Foogiano &
Gucci Mane
I remember when my mama told me, «Never trust a soul»
I was bold, trustin' them fuck niggas made my heart so cold
I was slimin' niggas out, they called me Mr. Wipe-His-Nose
I wasn’t tryna tell no folk, bitch, I was out there kickin' doors
I know God say you should kill, hope that don’t keep me out of Heaven’s gates
High speed chase, I got away, I ducked the jakes and split his face
I’m sendin' shots at all my opps, bitch, come on, pull up, get popped
Can’t keep countin' the bites I drop, stolen car, new tag get swapped
Been havin' motion, lil' bitch, come shop
Try to run off, I read he got shot
Count up a ten while she givin' me top
Only put my trust in my Glock
She ain’t no ho, come on, what’s next?
The dirty old Cubans to water my neck
I want baguettes, I don’t get no sex
She want the head, I don’t need no stress
He got them racks to come get stretched
Got a thing for your ho, I must confess
Streets talk, so I don’t need no press
Don’t check, ain’t no need for no vest