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romilli - in the trenches كلمات الأغنية

[intro: jg riff]
jg4l riff
jugg gang
aye

[hook: jg riff]
i’m in them trenches all i do is hustle
what? you wanna zip?
get out my mentions, all that b-tchin’ fussin’
f-ck you want the d-ck?
i got them b-tches all up on my d-ck
they pull up on my rip
big ol’ glizzy keep it on me n-gga
keep it on my hip
you keep on stressin’ bout that f-ckin’ b-tch
you know i f-cked that b-tch
teach em a lesson wit’ that smith & wesson
put it on ya’ rip
pull up stretching, perkys got me itchin’
i just took a hit
and my b-tch stressin’, want me come and see her
i just took a lyft

[verse 1: mojo]
beat up the block
sleepin’ inside the [?] wearin’ two pair of socks
og he showed me how to clean a gun to a glock
n-gga i know how they rock
a deuce of green inside the wock
f-cked up my inside we had the slow in the drop
we see the opps and we flock
556 blue tips eat em up like a shark

[verse 2: romilli]
i’m just tryna’ come up off this rap sh-t
how you claim that you real but you actin’?
smokin’ dope drinkin’ lean all in traffic
i be puttin’ big racks in my mattress
lots of green in my pocket saint patrick
i’m a star wit’ a rock like i’m patrick
like a egg sh-ll we get it crackin’
baby missiles hit em watch em catch em
smoke grams to the face but don’t p-ss em
stealin’ from me we hold you for ransom
i was jammin’ them jugs off a samsung
karrueche lil b-tch say i’m handsome
we just f-ck on them then we gon’ p-ss em
got that b-tch in the middle like malcolm
beat the p-ssy up like it’s a anthem
you know brodie send shots like a magnum

[verse 3: twinn]
i’m in the trap eatin’ ramen noodles
gotta fiend knockin’ at the door
i left the .30 popper on the kitchen counter
wit’ the residue up on the stove
i got a bamma callin’ from a wild number
man he really think this sh-t a joke
send a location through just to smack em out
man i told the n-gga i want smoke

[verse 4: jg riff]
young n-gga get to the money
wanna zip? give me two hundred
trappin’ hard, money to sunday
paid in full i feel like i’m sonny
bad b-tch told me she love me
she had hips and she look like she lundy
i’m stayin’ down she like that i’m crummy
she layin’ down she gave me a rubber
i pop a perc tell her don’t touch me
my bestfriend said she wanna f-ck me
i trap out the pound i’m sellin’ them onions
i break down a pound now i’m smellin’ like funyuns
i say baby don’t stop ’cause baby i love it
i’m chasin’ a m i won’t stop til’ i touch it
this sh-t out the mud i ain’t never get fronted
i got the gas call if you want it

- romilli

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