[Verse 1: Roscoe G]
It get tricky in the trenches, the whole city heard
Lil Mel was lackin' on the block, dumbass got burnt
And free lil Banga outta that—, foenem hoppin' the curb
Call SB, now he flyin' with birds
Shit crazy, funerals the only time I'm in church (Shit crazy, funerals the only time I'm in church)
[Verse 2: DudeyLo]
We been startin' so much trouble, call us the Trouble Boys
Brodie just Facetimed on the phone, he bought a hundred toys
Shit hurt when Rundown called my phone 'cause he ain't coming home
He sent that boy Woo Lotti, somewhere far up on the Hovеrboard
Me and RG, twin .38s, yeah we donе did shit
Momo, he be rappin', but don't get active, he be on kid shit
[Verse 2: BLOODIE]
We playin' bumper cars with cars, they get up close I'ma spark
Since I was like ten, I was like twelve, I ain't play in the park—
It get tricky in the trenches, the whole city heard
Lil Mel was lackin' on the block, dumbass got burnt
And free lil Banga outta that—, foenem hoppin' the curb
Call SB, now he flyin' with birds
Shit crazy, funerals the only time I'm in church (Shit crazy, funerals the only time I'm in church)
[Verse 2: DudeyLo]
We been startin' so much trouble, call us the Trouble Boys
Brodie just Facetimed on the phone, he bought a hundred toys
Shit hurt when Rundown called my phone 'cause he ain't coming home
He sent that boy Woo Lotti, somewhere far up on the Hovеrboard
Me and RG, twin .38s, yeah we donе did shit
Momo, he be rappin', but don't get active, he be on kid shit
[Verse 2: BLOODIE]
We playin' bumper cars with cars, they get up close I'ma spark
Since I was like ten, I was like twelve, I ain't play in the park—
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