IN the TRENCHES (feat. Headshot)

I Smoke bout a pound
While walking around
And they wanna know what that stench is
My momma be tripping a lot
Why?
Cause I just be out in the trenches
We making a mess and causing distress
There's prolly some things I ain't mention
My father be tripping a lot
Why?
Cause I just be out in the trenches

I Smoke bout a pound
While walking around
And they wanna know what that stench is
My momma be tripping a lot
Why?
Cause I just be out in the trenches
We making a mess and causing distress
There's prolly some things I ain't mention
My father be tripping a lot why cause i just be out in the trenches

Let me break it down real quick
Basic shit
Make a Nigga hate me quick
Cause the rhymes so fast imma make you quit
And the click so bad You may take a pic
Like damn
How the hell he tweaking and he popping on the gram
With all the work a Nigga put in Everybody tryna grab a Nigga hand But that's that Bullshit
Run up on me get the full clip
Shots fire from the curb as I dip
Nigga miss me with the bullshit
Glock nine password in this bitch
Got mine what's the word with the kid
Henny jäger with some girls in the mix
They gon do ya dirty leave ya in a ditch
Had to get a bird from the hood then I took her to the burbs where we good
Nigga you know what we doing the wood
Making sure we straight fore everybody good

I Smoke bout a pound
While walking around
And they wanna know what that stench is
My momma be tripping a lot
Why?
Cause I just be out in the trenches
We making a mess and causing distress
There's prolly some things I ain't mention
My father be trippin' a lot why cause i just be out in the trenches
I Smoke bout a pound
While walking around
And they wanna know what that stench is
My momma be trippin' a lot
Why?
Cause I just be out in the trenches
We making a mess and causing distress
There's prolly some things I ain't mention
My father be trippin' a lot why cause i just be out in the trenches

Man I'mma keep it a buck
You be doing too much
And I said it before I'mma say it again
You gon run outa luck
When the shit hit the fan
You got see who your friends
All the things we did cause we were tryna get a buzz
For Shizzle My nizzle I was always known to dribble
I'm the main man Fuck the man in the middle
Got a stash full of cash in my jacket and my denims
Keep on trying me and I'm gon hit you with that venom
They say I flow like a butterfly sting like a Beamer
Keep on trying me and I'm gon hit you with a Stena

I Smoke bout a pound
While walking around
And they wanna know what that stench is
My momma be tripping a lot
Why?
Cause I just be out in the trenches
We making a mess and causing distress
There's prolly some things I ain't mention
My father be tripping a lot why cause i just be out in the trenches
I Smoke bout a pound
While walking around
And they wanna know what that stench is
My momma be tripping a lot
Why?
Cause I just be out in the trenches
We making a mess and causing distress
There's prolly some things I ain't mention
My father be tripping a lot why cause i just be out in the trenches



Credits
Writer(s): Thato Tshabalala
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