Trenches

Lyrics

[Intro] RonRon, do that shit [Chorus: Z Money] We fuck up a million, far from the trenches Just got a feeling, and I ain't talking [?] Time to go, I just [?] the store, getting [?] Do you hit your nose? 'Cause I got that work [?] [?] she over [?] Niggas that be capping, see [?] then they vanish Real big dawg, baby girl, understand it Ten fours on [?] bitch [?] plastic [Verse 1: Z Money] [?] Got that shit up in my vaines, I'm a making money bastard Me and you, we not the same, hundred shots, don't need no aim You ain't tryna get no money, why the fuck you came? Came in with a whole bunch of hundreds, fuck her on her stomach [?] new vert, the bitch [?] New perses, hating niggas, they the worst The money, I've been thirsting Getting cash, and it's starting early The money is important, roll up a hundred [?] bitches gon' snort [?] [?] from Florida I ain't get it back, that's the motherfucking order Designer ice attack, I can't take no fucking shortage [?] I just gave one to your daughter Fendi sneakers [?] don't think you can aford it I don't wanna [?] nigga, you annoying [Chorus: Z Money] We fuck up a million, far from the trenches Just got a feeling, and I ain't talking [?] Time to go, I just [?] the store, getting [?] Do you hit your nose? 'Cause I got that work [?] [?] she over [?] Niggas that be capping, see [?] then they vanish Real big dawg, baby girl, understand it Ten fours on [?] bitch [?] plastic [Verse 2: Baby Smoov] I came up off phones, and a lil bit of plastic In Louis Vuitton, 3 K for my jacket I'm about all the [?] 'cause I gotta have it Play with me in my city, I bet it get tragic My brodie fresh out, he live just like a savage My brodie fresh out, he'll come for your cabbage I wear Off White, when I'm dipping and dabbing Ducked off with your bitch, now she listen [?] If you look at my cup, then that's Wokky and red Them Crips in L.A., they'll run in your crib Shoot him in his chin, [?] Ain't nothing but pints and pots in my fridge [Chorus: Z Money] We fuck up a million, far from the trenches Just got a feeling, and I ain't talking [?] Time to go, I just [?] the store, getting [?] Do you hit your nose? 'Cause I got that work [?] [?] she over [?] Niggas that be capping, see [?] then they vanish Real big dawg, baby girl, understand it Ten fours on [?] bitch [?] plastic