[Intro]
Woo
Yeah
Ha
Talk your shit

[Chorus: YTB Trench]
Uh, how you flip a quarter ki' to them junkies without no tension?
How you gon' fuck these hoes up, hit once, switch her without catching no feelings?
How you catch a flight after indictment in them fucking trenches?
How you go from sleeping in a car to all these fucking millions?
Them choppers gon' hit him, his top get to flipping
They know how this shit get when Trench in the building
I'm off it, I'm tipsy, that lean got me jiggy
I'm known for that shit that I do in these lyrics
That nigga a pussy, he mad that we winning
I started, ain't no telling when I'ma finish
It's normal, we rigid, they know who to mention
They point, they don't ask, 'cause they know that we did it

[Verse 1: YTB Trench]
I know, hold a five-oh
F&N with the choppers, I'ma have the lights off
Stick with a dick, that bitch hit like a nighthawk
Off of a brick, I'ma sell it like a nine-four
Chips for the licks, wrong gram like a typo
Glizz on my hip, that bitch go wherever I go
Yeah, I did the math, had to hop in my bag
I'm with my team, yeah, they know where we at
Pew-pew, bad bitch cute-cute
I can't even lie, the lil' bitch eat it like it's seafood
I know that they hate the fact that I been tryna leave too
Fell in love with diamonds, my baguetties, they be see-through
Yeah, me too
I know how it feel when they leave you
Do not put faith in these people
Do not put faith in these people
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