Trenches - OsamaSon

Trenches

OsamaSon

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Song Introduction

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Lyric

Bag, le-let's get it

I was in the A just shoppin' at Lenox

Got a few hoes tryna see if I'm lit

Chrome Heart sleeves in a AMG whip

Hoppin' out the four-door lookin' like a lick

Off that X get your whole team lit

Bro ho talkin', man, fuck that bitch

Dropped a couple racks, yeah, I did that shit

Four-by-four and I spilled the whole six

In that penthouse kickin' shit

Made a couple racks off this and this

Hoes wanna come and fuck on a nigga

I was just thuggin' with lil' P 'nem

And they like, "Your racks got bigger"

I don't give a fuck 'cause I know I'm that nigga

AMG truck push up not fair

I ain't seen shit 'cause, nigga, I don't care

When I hit that lick, lil' nigga wasn't there

When I flip that brick, that lil' nigga wasn't there

Boy, I'll do this shit again, boy, this shit not fair

I was with slime geeked up, oh yeah

We got money, hoes, clothes everywhere

We got X, Percs, Xans for sale

Free my shooter, he don't got no bail

I'm with Stef, kick shit, NFL

You ain't never drop that shit, I can tell

Flex on a bitch, how you did that there?

F&N have you screamin' for help

Me and my twin locked in, double dare

And my demon come straight from hell

Bitch, my double cup is straight mud

Send your lil' drop, I'ma shoot that up

Twin just scored now a nigga geeked up

Buy the whole store, lil' nigga, shut up

Expensive restaurants, nigga like yuck

Send that blitz, we gon' shut that up

Bee, bee, bee, what?

Lil' TEC tucked, you can test your luck

When the fuck these niggas gon' free SEX?

Hundred K bet, finna buy a new vet

Did a lil' show now I need a lil' check

Off of that X, boot up like jet

Ho said she fuck with the flex

Ho throw it back and I'm like yes

Fuck a lil' Glock 'cause I got this TEC

Fuck your vest 'cause I want your head

Catch me pushin' that bitch like a 'Cat

Fucked up Neiman, I ain't at Saks

Hit New York and I'm droppin' that sack

Go back home and I'm back in the trap

Hit babychop for the chop, no cap

X with the X, yeah, I threw that back

Came from the trenches, we don't rap

Came from the trenches, we get plaques

Bee, bee

- It's already the end -