Trencherous [Remix]
Lil Zay Osama, Lil Durk
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Benadryl, yeah (Fatman productions) Nigga we ain't really squashing no beef, bitch, it's Benadryl Ayy, ayy In my hood you can't pop out, 'cause it get trencherous Body bag, no face mask, we won't mention it Yeah yeah, yeah Hell yeah Hell yeah, ayy In my hood, you can't pop out, 'cause it get trencherous Body bag, no face mask, we won't mention it No pass for an opp, I up on you, that's insta' kill No pass, I send this .40, you can't take Benadryl, yeah Fucked around riding with them .30's 'Cause a f*ck nigga like how lil' bro do 'em dirty Nobody that beef with me, boy we gon' hurt em Yeah, way before rap we be geekin' off them Perkies A1, face shots taken action I'm in the streets, no rappin' beef He know he ain't after me, gang 6300, we bleed the shit Run from the 12, don't leave the blick Ride thru the opps, we'll see some shit (where he at?) Bus stop, left him at the bus stop Slippin' at that bus stop Put him to sleep, he up top Gang, these Glocks came with switch Every Glock got an extended Everybody license suspended We be in traffic on bent I be in traffic with killers Yeah, catch him, traffic He shaking like asses Blast him, bag him, kill a nigga, I'm just handsome He say I'm a bitch I'm just the young nigga that he ran from Bitch I'm plugged in, ain't one hood in the city I can't come In my hood, you can't pop out, 'cause it get trencherous Body bag, no face mask, we won't mention it No pass for an opp, I up on you, that's insta' kill No pass, I send this .40, you can't take Benadryl, yeah Fucked around riding with them .30's 'Cause a f*ck nigga like how lil' bro do 'em dirty Nobody that beef with me, boy we gon' hurt em Yeah, way before rap we be geekin' off them Perkies Stopped with the lick, 'cause I grew me a plug Coulda played ball, but I wanted to be a thug Rest in peace Pack, nigga showin' fake love We up that scope, nigga, hit with a slug You gotta watch out who you react with, chopper from the MAC spit You be dead off association, gotta watch out who you snap with Bitch, we not from 63rd, but we f*ck with Zay and 'em And Pluto stayed off them drugs, had to keep some Ray Bans I hate opp holes, opp nigga, and I hate friends Last nigga died in the SRT, that's what I hate vans Hellcat take your skirt off, in the Airbnb with my shirt off But niggas on the lane on my radar, T-Man off the pills with the AR Yeah, yeah, it get trencherous Them my opps, but you my cousin, just don't get in this He ain't gon' shoot because he frigid, yeah In my hood, you can't pop out, 'cause it get trencherous Body bag, no face mask, we won't mention it No pass for an opp, I up on you, that's insta' kill No pass, I send this .40, you can't take Benadryl, yeah Fucked around riding with them .30's 'Cause a f*ck nigga like how lil' bro do 'em dirty Nobody that beef with me, boy we gon' hurt em Yeah, way before rap we be geekin' off them Perkies
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Written by: Isaiah J. Dukes, Durk D. Banks
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