HURT MY SOUL Lyrics

Nardo

Never trust a bitch again, no

High class music

High class music

Never trust a hoe again

Maybe I should've picked your other friend

Now my trust starting to look slim again

Heard it from your other friend, she say you got another man

That shit hurt my soul, that shit hurt my soul

That shit hurt my soul, that shit hurt my soul

That shit hurt my soul, that shit hurt my soul

That shjt hurt my soul (hurt my soul)

Oh, she went Milano

Oh, you went to Pari'

I could put you first class just show me that you worthy

You claim that he a problem, I promise, I'm worse bae

Said, "This wouldn't work", you should've told me from the jump

Got different hoes feening, they talm' bout' they in love

I made his main hoe eat it, she in my ear like-

You tell me you got problems, bae I got some problems too

You know I like to spend and you like having attitudes

I'm rolling up exotic, you sipping 42

Like all these hoes be wilding, that's why I fuck with you

I know you get excited, but I'd rather be private

You'd rather be more bias but I got to tell the truth

Never trust a hoe again

Maybe I should've picked your other friend

Now my trust starting to look slim again

Heard it from your other friend, she say you got another man

Oh, she went Milano

Oh, you went to Pari'

I could put you first class just show me that you worthy

You claim that he a problem, I promise, I'm worse bae

I'ma do you worse bae

Uh-uh, I'ma do you worse bae

Ye, I'ma do you, I'ma do you

(I'ma do you, I'ma do you, Reign)

So, you can't answer that phone, bet that

Just know you single cuz' I'm not finna do that with you period the fuck nigga, what?