paroles de chanson In The Trenches (feat. Lil Tray & Fredo Bagz) - Toohda Band$

Steppin in balenciagas,
If you say yo bitch loyal why she let me holla'
Said she tired of hearin all yo naggin ridin in the honda
The opps Hidin in the house because we bringin drama
Lightskin Bitch give me Top while i smoke obama
Clip Hangin out the K' Lookin like a comma
I hit it then i kick it to the Curb like im Playing soccer
Sometimes i feel like biggie Smalls Bitches call me Poppa

Ye'
I ain't even birth this bitch but she call me daddy
Seen a Sucka Nigga on the live, i told him drop the addy
I ain't fuckin Ugly hoes show me to the baddies,
Came a long way from Snatchin phones and runnin out with lavvies
Now im spillin Lean on bape hoodies,
All these damn A's In the booth look like
We make fully's, bitch i ain't turnin down nun'
Hoe-we paint bullies
Ridin round with 30 shots on me, and the drac' fully

NIgga sayin he gon kill me, Im like OK
No loose ridin bitch we strapped up With 4 A's
I was ARP throwin B's Thats for Bug
Lil Vontae Hit the ground but he was still droppin Slugs
One for three, i still creep with the K' nigga
Russian RIfle Hit his Face now im a Grave digger
Kayso ridin with a drac' boy dont play wit em
A nigga sayin Fuck Bug, i Bet he lay with em

Ye Bitch, and we stay with em,
Any nigga disrespect lil ree he finna lay wit em
Hit my rich [?] for some juice he brung a A' wit em
Pooda said he strapped up forever ain't finna play wit em
Nigga stop lyin in them verses like you really killin
Bitch You ain't neva rob nothing nigga you really stealin
Smokin on some bubblegum Gelato Finna touch the ceiling
In the hood with all my ice on me Im in the trenches chillin