Trench Fall

Yeah uh
I got a trap house in da middle of da trenches
I got a hunnit racks stuffed in these britches
I gotta kick this lil shit with my pimpin
She like when I get it
My bitch rocking fendi yeah
She get that lil drip from my walk
Hop out the Benz in the middle of the south
Mob with the gang they ain't taking no lost
Don't play with them boys cause they can't take a joke
Diamonds they hit when you see from afar
Hop out the Benz and the doors is ajar
Don't lie me and don't tell me yo part
Go, play with yo feeling don't play with my heart
Im slamming des racks like Serena today
I keep dem racks in da packs by the safe
Smoking on gas nasa we on the way
Cross em up in da end come through like checkmate
Rapping for real and you know ain gone flop
Family first den you go chase the guap
Got too much money to hang with an opp
You'll get hit in the face if you talking that talk
Fuck an advance get this cash by the load
Changing the game without selling my soul
Heart in the streets yeah I stuck to the code
Taking these drugs put me in my mode
Can't walk in my shoes and you know I walk lite
Drip overseas this shit is off-white
She like my slugs
She like my lingo
She like when I say throw that ass bike
Rapping all day and all through the night
Tryna go fix it and make it right
I knew I was gone be problem child
Graduation made my mama proud
I'm fresh as hell you can wipe me down
Extravagant drip got sauce on me
I got the dro make yo shoulder lean
Ride with my woes when we peep the scene
If 12 hit the door den we flush the weed
You shoot at the stars you solar beam
**** be talking that talking
I'm rapping tf did you thought
You **** ain't fucking with me
**** I get it you just want some clout
I don't want yo weed that shit is not loud
Yo wrist is unthawed It's not a bust down
Hitting the gas I need to slow down yeah
Ran it up pass my enemies
She said that she was still in to me
I don't want it keep ya energy
I gotta get da money instantly
Yeah uh
I got a trap house in da middle of da trenches
I got a hunnit racks stuffed in these britches
I gotta kick this lil shit with my pimpin
She like when I get it
My bitch rocking fendi yeah
She get that lil drip from my walk
Hop out the Benz in the middle of the south
Mob with the gang they ain't taking no lost
Don't play with them boys cause they can't take a joke
Diamonds they hit when you see from afar
Hop out the Benz and the doors is ajar
Don't lie me and don't tell me yo part
Go, play with yo feeling don't play with my heart
Im slamming des racks like Serena today
I keep dem racks in da packs by the safe
Smoking on gas nasa we on the way
Cross em up in da end come through like checkmate
All that moving and you ain't make a move
2 step jig when dance ima groove
Play my cards right I never lose
Boy that ain't yo dawg **** you fool
All that capping they doing while they rapping
Keep on flashing when them lights get attractive
And them camera roll then
WE GOT THAT ACTION
We gone pull up and show you whats hannenin
Ayeeee
Ran it up I got these bands on me
Killing des **** the klan with me
You copy the drip
This shit cross the border
You really just a lil fan to me
Stay out my way if you broke I can't speak
This rap shit sweet I do this in my sleep
I stay on key and I don't miss a beat
If you order a verse then I gotchu a fee
**** you know I'm a menace
South side smoke gas in a rental
Laying low ima pop in the winter
Do a show den I hop in a sprinter
Born with the drip you can't offer me nothing
Labels calling but I need like a 100
Trap boomin yeah you see how I'm coming
You lost in the sauce if yeen got no money
Aye
I talk like I got it you know that I do
Deep in my zone when I get in the booth
They ain't gone tell you but I know the truth
They really don't like you they use you for views
Still in the trap I'm just paying my dues
And I still paid the cost
I'm counting these racks
I'm counting these racks
And I'm serving des junkies all up in the projects
Yeah uh
I got a trap house in da middle of da trenches
I got a hunnit racks stuffed in these britches
I gotta kick this lil shit with my pimpin
She like when I get it
My bitch rocking fendi yeah
She get that lil drip from my walk
Hop out the Benz in the middle of the south
Mob with the gang they ain't taking no lost
Don't play with them boys cause they can't take a joke
Diamonds they hit when you see from afar
Hop out the Benz and the doors is ajar
Don't lie me and don't tell me yo part
Go, play with yo feeling don't play with my heart
Im slamming des racks like Serena today
I keep dem racks in da packs by the safe
Smoking on gas nasa we on the way
Cross em up in da end come through like checkmate



Credits
Writer(s): Tykeon Tigner
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