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Ice TrEy & Trench

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Can I get it a little bit of that
Ice mode but I'm really finna melt the track
To get where I'm at had to sell a couple sacks had to shoot a couple guns
Me and mines double backed
Take this work money then I turn it to a work pack
I was selling low for minute f*ck that
Money over bitches so you know focused on that
Not the 80's but homies still whip crack
Thug since a young boy ask my mom that
Really went to selling pounds from a dime bag
On the grind for 5 years where the time pass
Spent a little bit of time in my life Ina cell
Had to do extra time cause nigga didn't tell
I was lost in these streets wandering to dwell
Dwelling in the streets
I'm sick of the streets
Fell on my ass
Back on my feet
Our time to feast
Trench kill the beats
We feed the streets
My team elite
Trench kill the beats
We feed the streets
My team elite go!
Got deep roots like south
Jambalaya
Spice em up with shot like fireball drank
Double cross on the mob yea that's not okay
Hit the dusse catch a vibe nigga okay
My bitch got a bag and she slay okay
Drop a bag and my homie gonna do what I say
Can't wait for a reach out goes both ways
Look forward to the future can't dwell on old days
Step on the track I'm confident I know that I'm gonna be dominant
When we poppin and all the women saying oh my god
Trenton's on a god level I cannot settle wanna stomp brittle
Motherfuckas out if you want metal we can run it now
It'll get a little loud who the bitches now
When its coming to the money yeah we getting piles
If your brother come in runnin imma sit em down
Keep my circle small you are not allowed
Keep Keep my circle small you are not allowed
So wait what you better get down
Cuz there's a million motherfuckers who ain't feeling us now
Finished up drip drip quick gimme a towel
I just came inside the game and she is spitting it out
You think I'm spitting it now
shit you ain't seen trench on a villain account
Like how the f*ck he be coldest in the room and let it off a boom
I sweep the bitches off they feet like I'm a broom
I bring the doom
Back in this business Now we acting fools
Don't f*ck with this world finna pack me a tool
Rolling with the pole okay
Trey finna roll okay
Big blunts what we smoke okay
Back streets them the roads okay
810 where I live everyday
Better watch out you might get sprayed
By some motherfuckas tryna get paid around us dangerous okay
Got deep roots like south
Jambalaya
Spice em up with shot like fireball drank
Double cross on the mob yea that's not okay
Hit the dusse catch a vibe nigga okay
My bitch got a bag and she slay okay
Drop a bag and my homie gonna do what I say
Can't wait for a reach out goes both ways
Look forward to the future can't dwell on old days

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