Trenches ft. Carter Lyrics

This one's going to be big

Really big

Trenches

Trenches

Big, big, big, big

Trenches

Trenches

Trenches

Young nigga got it out the trenches

Remember we was sitting on them benches

Remember we ain't have no bitches

Then I turned the studio to a kitchen

Rap game, crack game, I whip it

Black Rabbit Skinny do the mixing

E.P.T relentless

Don't make me talk expensive

Young nigga got it out the trenches

Rockford niggas hustle with a vengeance

Make it back quicker than a nigga spend it

Look up cause that's where I'm bout to send it

Uncle Luke with the hoes I'm pimping

I got the juice mafucka I'm dripping

Move that comma over, now we talking business baby

Big money, big cars, big dawg now I'm bout to talk big shit

When the income coming we instantly on instagram initiating our ignorance

Purple pearled, perky's popping, party monster, police blame it on our pigment

Diamonds dripping, dimes is dropping they drawls, nigga this how we do it in my district

And I'm feeling like the best in my city

I talk that shit that have these niggas in they chest in my city

They Durant them niggas left I'm Westbrook repping my city

I'm balling hard them niggas crying to the refs in my city

I feel em though

I pour up the Henny

Brah, stick em, ahh, stick em

I roll up the sticky

I'm bout to blow up the city

Setting trends

As I bend through my ends

Shout out Flo that's my twin

Aye, shawty call ya friends

Young nigga got it out the trenches

Remember we was sitting on them benches

Now a nigga ball like Bron, now a nigga talk expensive

Uncle Luke with the hoes I'm pimping

I got the juice mafucka I'm dripping

Move that comma over, now we talking business baby

Now we talking business check on em, check on em, check on em

Don't make me talk expensive flex on em, flex on em, flex on em

Now we talking business check on em, check on em, check on em

Don't make me talk it, don't make me talk it, don't make me talk it

Big, big, big, big

Big, big, big, big, big

Big money, big money, aye

Big money, big money, this

Big, big, big, big, big

Big, big, big, big

Big money, big money, aye

Big money, big money, wooo

Eight One Five champion

E.P.T, that's the camp we in

Spit the shit that make a blind man see

Make a deaf man hear

Make a crippled man stand again

Took the pain from the Rock and I channeled it

For my niggas on the corner moving scandalous

Winnebago Four they can't handle this

Giving free smoke I'm a cancer risk, baby

I pour up the Henny

Brah, stick em, ahh, stick em

I roll up the sticky

I'm bout to blow up the city

Setting trends

As I bend through my ends

Shout out Flo that's my twin

Aye, shawty call ya friends

Young nigga got it out the trenches

Remember we was sitting on them benches

Now a nigga ball like Bron, now a nigga talk expensive

Uncle Luke with the hoes I'm pimping

I got the juice mafucka I'm dripping

Move that comma over, now we talking business baby

Now we talking business check on em, check on em, check on em

Don't make me talk expensive flex on em, flex on em, flex on em

Now we talking business check on em, check on em, check on em

Don't make me talk it, don't make me talk it, don't make me talk it

Big, big, big, big

Big, big, big, big, big

Big money, big money, aye

Big money, big money, this

Big, big, big, big, big

Big, big, big, big

Big money, big money, aye

Big money, big money