Trenches

(RC Beats on the fucking track)

[Chorus]]

If you tryna earn some stripes you got to put in work
Can't believe I put my n***a in that fucking dirt
If you ain't FTG then we gone fucking (?)
Man I can't believe I put my bloodie on a fucking shirt
Baby girl I'm from the trenches
Me and Jigga we was hopping over fences
She act like she don't wanna but I know she got attention
Now she (?) and now she taking inches

[Verse 1]

She said I hit it proper
Yeah my name went from Hardo now she call me poppa
Uh don't let me pop ya
Cause I got sudos and them malis that would really pop ya
Yeah yuh
A rasta with the choppa make it go blaka blaka
You n***as talk all that shit I swear you n***as imposters
40 my hip I let it rip
(uh uh uh uh)

[Verse 2]

And that's the 30 not my dick
They tryna see me dead so I can not slip
And I thought I played football like my name was ricky
And now I'm in the field now I got a new position
Yeah
And I'm still moving zips
Now my Glock 40 got two fucking tits
100 deep with the gang but my name ain't lil bibby yeah
But my name ain't lil bibby yeah

[Chorus]

If you tryna earn some stripes you got to put in work
Can't believe I put my n***a in that fucking dirt
If you ain't FTG then we gone fucking (?)
Man I can't believe I put my bloodie on a fucking shirt
Baby girl I'm from the trenches
Me and Jigga we was hopping over fences
She act like she don't wanna but I know she got attention
Now she (?) and now she taking inches
Yeah

[Verse 3]

A rasta with the choppa make it go blaka blaka
You n***as talk all that shit I swear you n***as imposters
40 my hip I let it rip
(uh uh uh uh)

(RC Beats)