Trenches (feat. Carter)

This one's going to be big
Really big
Trenches
Trenches
Big, big, big, big
Trenches
Trenches
Trenches

Young nigga got it out the trenches
Remember we was sitting on them benches
Remember we ain't have no bitches
Then I turned the studio to a kitchen
Rap game, crack game, I whip it
Black Rabbit Skinny do the mixing
E.P.T relentless
Don't make me talk expensive
Young nigga got it out the trenches
Rockford niggas hustle with a vengeance
Make it back quicker than a nigga spend it
Look up cause that's where I'm bout to send it
Uncle Luke with the hoes I'm pimping
I got the juice mafucka I'm dripping
Move that comma over, now we talking business baby

Big money, big cars, big dawg now I'm bout to talk big shit
When the income coming we instantly on instagram initiating our ignorance
Purple pearled, perky's popping, party monster, police blame it on our pigment
Diamonds dripping, dimes is dropping they drawls, nigga this how we do it in my district
And I'm feeling like the best in my city
I talk that shit that have these niggas in they chest in my city
They Durant them niggas left I'm Westbrook repping my city
I'm balling hard them niggas crying to the refs in my city
I feel em though
I pour up the Henny
Brah, stick em, ahh, stick em
I roll up the sticky
I'm bout to blow up the city
Setting trends
As I bend through my ends
Shout out Flo that's my twin
Aye, shawty call ya friends

Young nigga got it out the trenches
Remember we was sitting on them benches
Now a nigga ball like Bron, now a nigga talk expensive
Uncle Luke with the hoes I'm pimping
I got the juice mafucka I'm dripping
Move that comma over, now we talking business baby
Now we talking business check on em, check on em, check on em
Don't make me talk expensive flex on em, flex on em, flex on em
Now we talking business check on em, check on em, check on em
Don't make me talk it, don't make me talk it, don't make me talk it

Big, big, big, big
Big, big, big, big, big
Big money, big money, aye
Big money, big money, this
Big, big, big, big, big
Big, big, big, big
Big money, big money, aye
Big money, big money, wooo

Eight One Five champion
E.P.T, that's the camp we in
Spit the shit that make a blind man see
Make a deaf man hear
Make a crippled man stand again
Took the pain from the Rock and I channeled it
For my niggas on the corner moving scandalous
Winnebago Four they can't handle this
Giving free smoke I'm a cancer risk, baby
I pour up the Henny
Brah, stick em, ahh, stick em
I roll up the sticky
I'm bout to blow up the city
Setting trends
As I bend through my ends
Shout out Flo that's my twin
Aye, shawty call ya friends

Young nigga got it out the trenches
Remember we was sitting on them benches
Now a nigga ball like Bron, now a nigga talk expensive
Uncle Luke with the hoes I'm pimping
I got the juice mafucka I'm dripping
Move that comma over, now we talking business baby
Now we talking business check on em, check on em, check on em
Don't make me talk expensive flex on em, flex on em, flex on em
Now we talking business check on em, check on em, check on em
Don't make me talk it, don't make me talk it, don't make me talk it

Big, big, big, big
Big, big, big, big, big
Big money, big money, aye
Big money, big money, this
Big, big, big, big, big
Big, big, big, big
Big money, big money, aye
Big money, big money



Credits
Writer(s): Leslie Rolfe
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