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june popi - trenches lyrics

hook:

still in the motherf-ckin trenches
junkies they love my dope is addicting
working my wrist i be cooking up chickens
i got the gas molly and the whitney
switch up my wrist right left ima whip it
trap n-gga put a couch in my kitchen
i got the bobby i got the whitney
call up my plug he tell me come get it

verse:

cut the white girl like i’m oj
all of my pistols they throwaway
wake up i go get a bag today
i just made sale on a ounce of ye
it’s a beautiful day in the hood to sell some drugs
i walk around like i’m a plug
pistol on me n-gga ain’t no running up
auntie hit the dope
her jaw start locking up
ooh
sell you a pound in a drop
ooh
middle fingers to the cops
ooh
i’m flexing on all of my opps
ooh
i’m f-cking on all of these thots
ran up the money i swear i just love it
my dope is the finest the junkies all love it
run in my trap then the choppa start busting
pay me the money i don’t do no fronting

{hook}

verse 2:

mexican plug my drugs from the border
call up my phone n-gga come place ya order
prices so low it’ll make you a h–rder
running thru bags where windows be boarded
just re’d up so the city i’m flooding
i’m in the trap counting up the blue hunnids
f-ck on ya b-tch then i nut on her tummy
ain’t got no job i’m living like tommy
whip the dope
break the pot
beat it up
whip
trap it out
til the d-mn lease is up
trap
get a bag then the cash double up
first place n-gga no runner up
ran up the money i swear i just love it
my dope is the finest the junkies all love it
run in my trap then the choppa start busting
pay me the money i don’t do no fronting

{hook}

- june popi lyrics

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