Trenches

I just raised ina trenches
Young but I keep exstentions
Get hit wita smithen
Pole to his mouth he needs dentist
Play wit the racks like tennis
Shorty on me and she want me to hit it
Smackin that ass and it jiggle
Look at the body in love wit the figure
Shorty she know that I'm different
All of my homies they packin a pistal
She hear the name ina system
Turn that shit up I was just wit him

I got ya rent in my pocket
This cannot fit ina wallet
I gotta gun rocket
Youngins wit me and they wallin
Reckless the number one topic
Shorty wit me and she topless
I'm tryna fly to the island
She want a label I told her I got her
Callin my phone wit the rara
Leave me a message I'm counting these commas
Backwoods filled wit the zaza
Turn me a demon like who want a problem
Ima car wit them goblins
Pop out the whip and I'm styling
Milano my body I'm poppin
Gave me a look and I know that I got her
Double up I do not fuck wit no double cups
Marathon watch how I run it up
They think ima stop I ain't givin up
This for the niggas they post ina trenches u chasing a bag then throw it up
Gang members poled up
Big bag can't fold up
Fuck 12 they can't hold us
I was just jumpin them gates
Creep threw the ally I know that I got em
Close friends showin hate
Gimme a reason ima just rob em
Takin fetty out the safe
They tryna come see what I make
Ima show em what I brought
11 hunnit for the drip
Five figures ina vault
Cruising city wit the tint
Gotta move like a boss
Rentals on rentals on rentals
They tryna figure the car
My niggas they sinnin they sinnin
Send him up wit the stars.
Gang shit



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Writer(s): Maljid Young
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