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3xgrizz – trench vibes lyrics

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i got my wrist on lock

me and bro yea we trap out da lot

we duckin gotta watch for a cop

cause you know how it get on da block

where they plotting i’m seeing the opp and they dissing

so n-gg-s gon drop n-gg- had went over top

in the trenches so n-gg-s don’t stop

i got it all on lock remember them days when n-gg-s

was pot now me and bro ballin we can not be stop

im slidin or crushin if i see a opp

i’m sprayin i’m shootin my point

i ain’t losin

that n-gg- he dissin f-ck boy is you stupid

you coming at me don’t make me go lose it the 3

sh-t i’m banging a n-gg- ain’t losing

i’m coming up in the sh-t but i’m still plotting

on boul he a lic that sh-t in my pants a gun it’s a stick

shoot at that n-gg- not running far sh-t

gas out posted on my block gotta watch for the

cops you think you strolling and you get popped

it’s 3 in this b-tch you know how i rock

b-mming on n-gg- that’s how i be stunting

did it for bro i came up from nothing she slopping my

d-ck that sh-t be disgusting i’m leaving her after

she know we ain’t nun asking my brodie yo who

really run it 3 in the skin you know how i’m coming

i’m beating this sound the song is b-mping

sound like a drum i got n-gg-s running

i got my wrist on lock

me and bro yea we trap out da lot

we duckin gotta watch for a cop

cause you know how it get on da block

where they plotting i’m seeing the opp and they dissing

so n-gg-s gon drop n-gg- had went over top

in the trenches so n-gg-s don’t stop

lil n-gg- i’m loaded i’m chopping i’m dicing

want it you got it you copping i’m pricing

i got a strap and it came wit no license

if he run up knockout like im tyson

n-gg-s be barking not doing no biting

p-ssy keep talking this glizzy be fighting

i brought my gang this should be exciting

tired of trappin but feens keep callin

she want da d-ck she kno dat i’m ballin

she hittin me up like daddy i want it

showin her t-ts while flexing her drip

don’t got da drip n i still take ya b-tch

she see da tats i know she on d-ck

but i do not cuff her my life is too lit

roll up a l not p-ssing this b-tch

smoking the pain i got from the trench

i’m rocking n vibin call bro n he slidin

if we get lit it might be a riot

i’m chasin this cash my gang need a bag

give it up fast boy don’t make me mad

i gotta choppa it came wit a mag

i need a deal that come wit a bag

n i took ya b-tch i see that you mad

boy get off ya -ss n go get a bag

cryin n pouting it ain’t gon do nuffin

i’m chasin this bag it ain’t no discussion

n-gg- is p-ssy stop doin dat bluffin

my n-gg-s is strapping hit chu in ya m-ffin

n-gg-s stop talking you betta start runnin

i call my demon i know that they hunting

we hunt you down cook you wit dis oven

3way da name you know how i’m comin

i got my wrist on lock

me and bro yea we trap out da lot

we duckin gotta watch for a cop

cause you know how it get on da block

where they plotting i’m seeing the opp and they dissing

so n-gg-s gon drop n-gg- had went over top

in the trenches so n-gg-s don’t stop