Trench Made (TM)

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jr & GBaby

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If you niggas don't stop playing with us
You know Trench Made gon' slide
We gon' light your street up
Run with Trench Made, cause we is the mob
Yo bitch on the dick, on the corn on the cob
We come from places where we trap and rob
I'm seeing that red and red mean to stop
I know some niggas that come to your crib
They f*ck on your bitch, then send you to play
Big as they come, but I'm gon' run
Especially when I'm chasing the cake
I'm with gorillas, my niggas is trappers
We not just rapping, we in the stu'
I'm really bout it and my niggas ain't capping
When we be saying the hood is the zoo
I'm counting green, my cheese fettuccine
I'm counting that money and i'm seeing blue
I'm not gon' lie, I'm sipping that drink
My cup getting filled, it's a two times two
So many niggas just like to pretend
I run in your house and we hit a lick
F*ck on your hoe, that bitch is a ten
But she running around and she begging for dick
Where I come from, I'm always on time
You gotta be ready or you might die
Big TM shit, yeah, it's my turn
They think we be capping, but uh
If you niggas don't stop playing with us
You know Trench Made gon' slide
We gon' light your street up
Light up yo block like the 4th of July
Hear these bangs everywhere, but ain't shit in the sky
Smoking your man's he hot boxing the car
Got your moms feeling me call me Marty Mcfly
Play with TM, we gon' send him shots, before I leave his ass in the past
Now he looking for Doc, stack the four cups, yeah, I'm sipping that wock
Yeah, his main bitch a treesh, she been giving out top
Blowing them trees, now I'm high as a star
Think I just seen the opps, they been chilling up top
Play with the gang and we left, his ass stuck
Yeah, my girl so unique, she the cream of the crop
Got me some green, And it's mud in my cup
Aj pour that bitch up, now we lazy as f*ck
Earth in the blunt, this shit gon' leave a stuck
So y'all think that I'm playing, but it's really what's up
If you niggas don't stop playing with us
You know Trench Made gon' slide
We gon' light your street up
Ayy, fucking your bitch, but I say just the tip
Yeah, I'm fucking that hoe, but that hoe made me sick
I run around and I'm carrying sticks
I'm packing a drake, but I ain't from the six
Where I come from, we slinging that dope
We slinging that iron, he watching his tone
If he f*ck up, put his name on a stone
My bullets like Elsa, I let that bitch go
She don't want me, she just want the fame
When I came on over, pussy out the frame
It is my time, now I'm feeling like Dame
It is my time, now I'm feeling like Curry
I walked in the club and I popped me a 30
I walked out the club and my vision was blurry
I cut that bitch off, she like, why would you hurt me
Zaza in the back, man, you don't gotta search me
Turned that bitch on, now that hoe keep on lurking
I'm not the one, so that bitch keep on searching
Closing the door, but they see through the curtains
Gotta get money, yeah, that is a certain
Say that you a hoe, but watch, she keep on flirting
When I be rapping, that shit is a sermon
Pen hit the paper, that shit like a verdict
She calling me bae, now I'm beating her cervix
If you niggas don't stop playing with us
You know Trenchmade gon' slide
We gon' light your street up
If you niggas don't stop playing with us
You know Trenchmade gon' slide
We gon' light your street up

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