
TNT YBS Skola
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[Intro]
Elijah done did it again
[Chorus]
I been trappin' in the trenches, trappin' in the trenches
Trappin' in the trenches, trappin' in the trenches
I been trappin' in the trenches, tryna run my bands up
Ankle monitor on my leg, I don't give two fucks
I been trappin' in the trenches, trappin' in the trenches
Trappin' in the trenches, and we got extensions
Ankle monitor on my leg, I don't give two fucks
I been trappin' in them trenches, tryna run my bands up
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I been trappin', tryna make it double
Out on the ball, can't get in trouble
She looked in your eyes and told you she loved you
Then hit my line and come eat this dick up
We got them glizzies, ain't worried 'bout a stick-up
Look in my pockets, it's time for the mitten
Ridin' 'round town, we be playin' with them chickens
Baltimore City, every day, shit get crazy
You can get smoked like a lil' half a baby
Ridin' with a dick out on 10380
Ride through the hood, just pimpin' some plays
I treat the Honda like it's a Mercedes
These rappers be cappin' in all of their raps
'Cause they know that that water ain't hittin' them sales
Know they ain't deep in them trenches, toting extensions
Weighing them grams on them scales
I know you lyin', why you keep tellin' them stories? Why you be totin' the .40?
Soon you get caught, you gon' be pointing them fingers, helping them people detain us
I knew this shit never was for you
Savage, it never was in you
Myself to blame
I knew this shit never was for you
The savage, it never was in you
Niggas be lame
Elijah done did it again
[Chorus]
I been trappin' in the trenches, trappin' in the trenches
Trappin' in the trenches, trappin' in the trenches
I been trappin' in the trenches, tryna run my bands up
Ankle monitor on my leg, I don't give two fucks
I been trappin' in the trenches, trappin' in the trenches
Trappin' in the trenches, and we got extensions
Ankle monitor on my leg, I don't give two fucks
I been trappin' in them trenches, tryna run my bands up
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I been trappin', tryna make it double
Out on the ball, can't get in trouble
She looked in your eyes and told you she loved you
Then hit my line and come eat this dick up
We got them glizzies, ain't worried 'bout a stick-up
Look in my pockets, it's time for the mitten
Ridin' 'round town, we be playin' with them chickens
Baltimore City, every day, shit get crazy
You can get smoked like a lil' half a baby
Ridin' with a dick out on 10380
Ride through the hood, just pimpin' some plays
I treat the Honda like it's a Mercedes
These rappers be cappin' in all of their raps
'Cause they know that that water ain't hittin' them sales
Know they ain't deep in them trenches, toting extensions
Weighing them grams on them scales
I know you lyin', why you keep tellin' them stories? Why you be totin' the .40?
Soon you get caught, you gon' be pointing them fingers, helping them people detain us
I knew this shit never was for you
Savage, it never was in you
Myself to blame
I knew this shit never was for you
The savage, it never was in you
Niggas be lame
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