In the Trenches (feat. Rozay Bay)

Let's go
(Let's go)

It's Pitt
(FDT)

You know FDT In the trenches wit it (We at home)

We in the projects and trenches too (Jets)
We got them birds and we serving you (birds)
And you know we got them pounds too (Pounds)
And you know we keep them rounds too (Rounds)

And you know we shoot at clowns too
See the oops and lay-'em down too (Lets go)
(Lay-'em Down)
Yeah
(Let's go)

You know that I'm sliding (Sliding)
I'm in the jets I ain't hiding (Hiding)
They can't find em (Find em)
They heard that Pitt robbed em (Rob who)

I ain't want that n****
I was home counting figures (Millions)
You know that I was in the jets in the trenches (At home)

Yeah I see em wipin work
I know he a rookie (A rookie)
Bitch I'm in the studio and I'm smoking cookies (That cookie)
Got on to much designer they like lookie-lookie (What he got on)

Im gon keep gettin money like a fucking bookie (Let's go)
(Let's go)

I'm off the perks I just crashed the coupe (The perks)
I'm sipping lean just like it's soup (Soup)
I got the molly I the boo (That boo)
And we got yah main bitch wit us too (Yah main)

And you she count up with the crew (The crew)
Yeah you know what she about to do (Yeah)
She gon carry the drums and the sticks too (Let's go)

We in the projects and trenches too (Jets)
We got them birds and we serving you (birds)
And you know we got them pounds too (Pounds)
And you know we keep them rounds too (Rounds)

And you know we shoot at clowns too
See the oops and lay-'em down too (Lets go)
(Lay-'em Down)
Yeah
(Let's go)

What's popping' before I was even rich (I did)
In the project and the trenches bitch (Yeah)
No scam no computer glitch (Naw)
Little Dizzy from the block was spent (Dizzy)

Met the hoe and already hit (What)
Stick dirty call that a blick (Yeah)
Drake flash like I took a pic (What)
Percocet got me feeling sick (I'm sick)

Outlaw screaming fuck the law (Fuck twelve)
Squares coming in from Panama (Damn)
Dough to the ceiling money stacked tall
ESPN you know I ball (Ball)

Tunchi I'm a beast I'm a dog
Bows and squares yeah we got them all (Damn)
Trap jumping whatever you need dog (What)
I'm so up I'll never fall (Never fall)

Wok-heart is what I like to sip (Sip)
Barbershop for a fresh bip (Damn)
Free him out the fed Lil' Flip (Free Flip)
Posted in the trenches with Pitt (Pitt)

Won't sell a zip but I'll sell a brick (Yeah)
Won't sell a Vick but I'll sell a split (I did)
Since a jit I been having shit (Been having)
Shout out to my daddy big Rick (What's up pop's)

We in the projects and trenches too (Jets)
We got them birds and we serving you (Birds)
And you know we got them pounds too (Pounds)
And you know we keep them rounds too (Rounds)
And you know we shoot at clowns too
See the oops and lay-'em down too (Lets go)
(Lay-'em Down)

Yeah
(Let's go)

You know that I'm sliding (Sliding)
I'm in the jets I ain't hiding (Hiding)
They can't find em (Find em)
They heard that Pitt robbed em (Rob who)

I ain't want that n****
I was home counting figures (Millions)
You know that I was in the jets in the trenches (At home)



Credits
Writer(s): Fdt Pitt
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