Gucci Mane, Rich Homie Quan - Can't Trust Her lyrics

[Gucci Mane, Rich Homie Quan - Can't Trust Her lyrics]

Ooh, ooh

Can't love her, can't trust her
(fuck that ho)
I swear that I can't put no one above her
(what) that money
(money) , what we live for (gettin' it)
Find out, that she stealin' I'mma kill her
Swear I can't love her, can't trust her
I'd be a damn fool just to cuff her
Can't love her, can't trust her
Can't love her, can't trust her

Drop, Phantom, camera, Rolls
Tripped her out her pantyhose
She heard Gucci Mane's a dog (woof)
You know the way I handle hoes
All my hoes got bitches too
All my guns come with extensions
Girl who the fuck you talkin' to?
Better watch your tone and
Get out my business
She always home I'm always gone
Ho stick to me just like cologne
Kush is still Guwop cologne
I smell like five pounds of strong
She won't believe me, she won't believe me
She don't believe me, she don't believe me
G-G-Gucci Mane be real and flexin'
I can buy thirty five SS's
She call my phone I hit decline
And I ain't fine with fuckin' textin'
Cold dirty world you better wear your boots
You know it's hurtin' me to hurt
You it hurts me too
I know I got a cold heart
But baby not about you
I know I lie but if the
Shoes changed you'd lie too
My ride or die bitch she gone
And I miss my boo i ride by you in the coupe
Fuck I miss my roof

Can't love her, can't trust her
(fuck that ho)
I swear that I can't put no one above her
(what) that money
(money) , what we live for (gettin' it)
Find out, that she stealin' I'mma kill her
Swear I can't love her, can't trust her
I'd be a damn fool just to cuff her
Can't love her, can't trust her
Can't love her, can't trust her

Who? Rich Homie baby
First of all, I can't trust no woman
So baby leave, all my bitches
Take off like Bessie Coleman
Bitch you freakin', niggas ain't speakin'
Let them know this
Them niggas leachin', give me back
All my shit you owe me
That trigger squeezin', shootin'
At all these motherfuckers
Breakin' on polices, fuck dinner trays
Got three covers straight out them trenches
Me and my nigga workin' double
He love them millions
Know what the crazy thing is?
I hate I love 'em (I do)
Oh, me and Guwop straight up
East Atlanta with it word around town?
(What's that?) Your new drop rented
(I know) I got loose knots in my denim (yeah)
And a shoe box full of benji's (Rich Homie)
Two shots and I'm in 'em

Can't love her, can't trust her
(fuck that ho)
I swear that I can't put no one above her
(what) that money
(money) , what we live for (gettin' it)
Find out, that she stealin' I'mma kill her
Swear I can't love her, can't trust her
I'd be a damn fool just to cuff her
Can't love her, can't trust her
Can't love her, can't trust her

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