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toohda band$ - in the trenches lyrics

(lil tray)
steppin in balenciagas, if you say yo b+tch loyal why she let me holla’
said she tired of hearin all yo naggin ridin in the honda
the opps hidin in the house because we bringin drama
lightskin b+tch give me top while i smoke obama
clip hangin out the k’ lookin like a comma
i hit it then i kick it to the curb like im playing soccer
sometimes i feel like biggie smalls b+tches call me poppa

(toohda bands)
ye’
i ain’t even birth this b+tch but she call me daddy
seen a sucka n+gga on the live, i told him drop the addy
i ain’t f+ckin ugly hoes show me to the baddies, came a long way from sn+tchin phones and runnin out with lavvies
now im spillin lean on bape hoodies, all these d+mn a’s in the booth look like we make fully’s, b+tch i ain’t turnin down nun’
hoe+we paint bullies
ridin round with 30 shots on me, and the drac’ fully
(fredo bagz)
n+gga sayin he gon k!ll me, im like ok
no loose ridin b+tch we strapped up with 4 a’s
i was arp throwin b’s thats for bug
lil vontae hit the ground but he was still droppin slugs
one for three, i still creep with the k’ n+gga
russian rifle hit his face now im a grave digger
kayso ridin with a drac’ boy dont play wit em
a n+gga sayin f+ck bug, i bet he lay with em

(toohda bands)
ye b+tch, and we stay with em, any n+gga disrespect lil ree he finna lay wit em
hit my rich [?] for some juice he brung a a’ wit em
pooda said he strapped up forever ain’t finna play wit em
n+gga stop lyin in them verses like you really k!llin
b+tch you ain’t neva rob nothing n+gga you really stealin
smokin on some bubblegum gelato finna touch the ceiling
in the hood with all my ice on me im in the trenches chillin

- toohda band lyrics

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