Trenches

(album: Public Housing, Pt. 2 - 2023)

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Do your thing, bitch, Boston ain't even mad at you
Your baby daddy broke as fuck, that's why that nigga be sad acting
Me and my niggas, we bossing up, but we can't laugh at her
Take that nigga to take you out to eat, then throw the tab at him
Bring up a tab and I'ma grant your wishes
Can't let 'em catch me slipping, I only talk that brick talk in the trenches
Project baby, you let me stay, I'll pay the bill and do the dishes

Can't speak for other niggas, but all trap niggas, they like bad bitches
Mm, mm, all trap niggas, they like bad bitches
Mm, mm, all trap niggas, they like bad bitches
Mm, niggas be pressing all them buttons, we already had switches

Go pay your bitch bills or I will, nigga, my bag different
Hold on, hold on, nigga, I brag different
Took the bitch down to Miami, now she got her ass different
Whole 'nother bitch happy, now she come through straight G-Wag' whipping
Tip her hat to real players, now she wearing her hat different (Skrrt, skrrt)
Jump in a Maybach, skrrt off, pass niggas
Drip you in Bottega, bitch, I'm nothing like your last nigga
Show you a half a ticket, I'm a young nigga, but I'm a trap nigga
Just like that ass— Bitch, we really done clapped niggas
Take a skinny ho, go to the doctor and get her ass bigger
Lil' nigga tryna ride my wave just like a surfer, these niggas some raft rifters
I ain't tripping when I got that switch, nigga, I'll murk you, it got a fast trigger
I ain't tripping whenever I hurt, I just wake up, go buy a bag, nigga

Can't speak for other niggas, but all trap niggas, they like bad bitches
Mm, mm, all trap niggas, they like bad bitches
Mm, mm, all trap niggas, they like bad bitches
Mm, niggas be pressing all them buttons, we already had switches

Real trap niggas don't like no sad bitches
Tryna get my dick sucked, we already past kisses
Quick to kick her up out my whip, don't fuck with lame bitches
When you fuck a rich nigga, the fame came with it
Mmm, a nigga ain't wanna tint you up, he say it came tinted
Nigga ain't wanna get that bumper fixed, it came dented
You need a rich nigga in your life, we ain't lame kicking
Come through super coupe on all these bitches, lane switching (Skrrt, skrrt)
You sliding it with the biggest B, no Bentley coupe
Bought the bitch her first Bottega bag, bitch, I invented you
I can't bring up what I bought a bitch 'cause I'm too in the loop
'Cause know she hold it down and she gon' pull up, get them rentals too
Mm, I'm rubbing on your ass, lil' bitch, I'm feeling you
Soon as I get that in 'Migo my system, you know I'm bending through
Don't ask me what I'm doing, bitch, you know what I'm tryna get into
Catch me when I'm hot and ready, catch me when I'm in my mood

Can't speak for other niggas, but all trap niggas, they like bad bitches
Mm, mm, all trap niggas, they like bad bitches
Mm, mm, all trap niggas, they like bad bitches
Mm, niggas be pressing all them buttons, we already had switches