Welcome to the Trenches

Whoop
I'm back pussy
You wasn't in the trenches
You a critic
Put a ten on his head
Now he finish
My fit can take a 8
It hit different
Jus spent 100k
Straight out of prison

And my young boy free
Coming home off that three
We tied in wit blood
He do whatever for me
Be careful how you speak
Cause I was raised
In them streets
The youngins catchin bodies
For a zip and a piece
I'm gettin money
Just like you think
Quartermilly stuffed in the sacho Straight out the bink
Came from a place
We was washing it in the sink
Fentanyl in these blenders
We on use it for no drinks.
In the trenches goin crazy
Wit the fit
I got a shooter in the corner While I mix
I was on that road 40 hours
Wit a brick
I know a nigga opened up a brick And he died off the fit
That dawg ain't have no bite
It start fuckin up them lines
I know some niggas wit a plug Wasn't move in it in enough Time And they lying
Say I ain't have
That pack everytime
A yo slime
I made 30 racks of a nine
Yea 30 of that nine
You know fit
Hit that bitch 100 times
You hear me
Pussy
Y'all know what the fuck goin on Wit me man
I'm in it wit that shit on
Welcome to the trenches



Credits
Writer(s): Maurice Wilson
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