Trench Talk

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ZBE Ci

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Been running it up tryna stack to the ceiling
Can't wait til the day that I get me a million
We ain't shooting out cars we ain't killing civilians
Walk down on that strip no durk he ain't healing
Tryna flex ona opps hit da mall and start splurging
F*ck boy tighten up bitch you act like ah virgin
Bro tapping dat button the glock started twerking
He got shot ina neck I know that boy hurting
We gon spin til we dizzy but no hula hoop
You ain't jumped off that porch bitch u still on the stoop
I ride for my bruddas like Spencer and Coop
If he dissing lil qay we gon blow like ah flute
And we run up the money no jogging
Since brodie had died we turnt up started balling
Long live all my soldiers that tragically fallen
When shit hit the fan who da one that u calling?
When shit hit the fan man dey left
You ain't never get snaked and wan make ah mess
But you knowing you already blessed
Cus the opps know u on it and shooting like steph
Tried to run he got pop start kissing the street
You won't catch lil ci running unless I'm ona beat
The opps see sturdy start hitting feets
Been lurking tryn score I put that on me
Got a bag and just stayed out the way
Smoking Nuk man I swear that shit brighten my day
Brodie pop out the cut like febreeze he gon spray
And I'm still wit my dawg they call em lil tae
I won't play bout my bro if u play den u lay
LONGLIVEBABY400 we step for lil qay
Smoking exotic I think that its laced
Flame hitting his mouth like how do it taste
Like lil ci dont fw drama
If he dissing me get ah tissue for mama
Put this shit on my back ain't talking bout llama
They know I'm tryn spin and never get tired
We don't talk ona net cus these phones they be wired
This glock gonna sing that bitch sound like ah choir
Don't come to the zu bitch you playing wit fire
We ain't tryna recruit bitch we not tryna hire
Been running it up tryna stack to the ceiling
Can't wait til the day that I get me ah million
We ain't shooting out cars we ain't killing civilians
Walk down onat strip no durk he ain't healing
Tryna flex ona opps hit da mall and start splurging
F*ck boy tighten up bitch you act like ah virgin
Bro tapping dat button the glock started twerking
He got shot ina neck ik that boy hurting
We gon spin til we dizzy but no hula hoop
You ain't jumped off that porch bitch u still on the stoop
I ride for my bruddas like Spencer and Coop
If he dissing lil qay we gon blow like ah flute
And we run up the money no jogging
Since brodie had died we turnt up started balling
Long live all my soldiers that tragically fallen
When shit hit the fan who da one that u calling?
BabyDevil they know how I give it up
Sliding down York for the net ima flip ya truck
All of my members get it jumping no double dutch
Smoke Ant and A5 this ah double dutch
Me and brodie bail out we coming out different Cuts
No ref ina field but brodie got stripes
Opp bitch on my phone and she ride like ah bike
Yea I keep me ah strap ain't gon move like ah dyke
Been running it up tryna stack to the ceiling
Can't wait til the day that I get me ah million
We ain't shooting out cars we ain't killing civilians
Walk down onat strip no lil durk he ain't healing
Tryna flex ona opps hit da mall and start splurging
F*ck boy tighten up bitch you act like ah virgin
Bro tapping dat button the glock started twerking
He got shot ina neck ik that boy hurting
We gon spin til we dizzy but no hula hoop
You ain't jumped off that porch bitch u still on the Stoop
I ride for my bruddas like Spencer and Coop
If he dissing lil qay we gon blow like ah flute
And we run up the money no jogging
Since brodie had died we turnt up started balling
Long live all my soldiers that tragically fallen
When shit hit the fan who da one that u calling?

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