Tyla Yaweh, Trippie Redd - Trenches paroles de (lyrics)
Trippie Redd [Michael Lamar White II] Canton, Ohio, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Tyla Yaweh, Trippie Redd - Trenches paroles de lyrics]
Ooh, oh (Wow, nigga)
Ayy (yeah, yeah) , doo ass nigga (yeah, gang, gang, gang)
Yeah
Step your game up, newbie
(Newbie) , got a bad bitch
She in Ksubi (Ksubi)
Smoke a pussy nigga down, like a doobie
(Like a doobie) , talk down
Bitch, shoot me (Bitch, shoot me)
Kill me, you ain't from the trenches, nigga
(Trenches, nigga, haha)
Kill me, you ain’t from the trenches, nigga
(You ain't from the trenches, nigga)
Shoot me (yeah, yeah, yeah) , you
Ain't from the trenches, nigga
Kill me, bah, you ain’t from the trenches
Nigga (You ain't from thе trenches)
Yeah, you ain't rеally grittin' nigga
You ain't really from the fuckin'
Trenches, eatin' chitlin, nigga
(yeah, yeah) uh, yeah, fried chicken
(Fried) , nigga, Kool-Aid
It's the new ways (The new ways)
Yeah, I’m too paid, uh, play a bitch like 2K
(2K) , yeah bitch, I’m Palupé (Palupé) , uh
I'm the plug, I got the drugs, I got the love
Yeah, coming from the mud
Yeah, tell me move, I won’t budge
Yeah, came up off them crumbs
Yeah, uh, heart burn, I need some Tums
She gon' want this dick 'till she numb
Wanna fuck this dick 'till she cum
Oh my god, oh my god, come, uh, here
Diamonds shining on me like a chandelier
She just wanna fuck me like I’m Ric Flair
(Ric Flair)
Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Step your game up, newbie
(Newbie) , got a bad bitch
She in Ksubi (Ksubi)
Smoke a pussy nigga down, like a doobie
(Like a doobie) , talk down
Bitch, shoot me (Bitch, shoot me)
Kill me, you ain't from the trenches, nigga
(Trenches, nigga, haha)
Kill me, you ain't from the trenches, nigga
(You ain't from the trenches, nigga)
Shoot me (yeah, yeah, yeah) , you
Ain't from the trenches, nigga
Kill me, bah, you ain't from the trenches
Nigga (You ain't from the trenches)
Yeah, you ain't really grittin' nigga
You ain't really from the fuckin'
Trenches, eatin' chitlin, nigga
(yeah, yeah)
Uh, yeah, fried chicken nigga, Kool-Aid
It's the new ways
It's a new day, it's a new wave
Diamonds in my mouth
I stay fresh like Colgate
I'm a walkin' lick, I popped that nigga
Caught a case i just caught a warrant and
I'm ridin' from the jakes
I'm a country boy, wait, I'm a Florida boy
Spent a lot of cash today
Mix the Ksubi with Chanel today
Off that Jimmy Hendrix, Purple
Haze, got the cotton, feelin' like a slave
Collect the, yes that's, yeah
I'm shootin' shit like Kobe
I whip that bitch like Kobe
I keep like ten racks on me
You actin' like you know me
'cause I keep ten racks on me
Step your game up, newbie
(Newbie) , got a bad bitch
She in Ksubi (Ksubi)
Smoke a pussy nigga down, like a doobie
(Like a doobie) , talk down
Bitch, shoot me (Bitch, shoot me)
Kill me, you ain't from the trenches, nigga
(Trenches, nigga, haha)
Kill me, you ain't from the trenches, nigga
(You ain't from the trenches, nigga)
Shoot me (yeah, yeah, yeah) , you
Ain't from the trenches, nigga
Kill me, bah, you ain't from the trenches
Nigga (You ain't from the trenches)
Yeah, you ain't really grittin' nigga
You ain't really from the fuckin'
Trenches, eatin' chitlin, nigga
(yeah, yeah) uh, yeah, fried chicken
(Fried) , nigga, Kool-Aid
Ayy (yeah, yeah) , doo ass nigga (yeah, gang, gang, gang)
Yeah
Step your game up, newbie
(Newbie) , got a bad bitch
She in Ksubi (Ksubi)
Smoke a pussy nigga down, like a doobie
(Like a doobie) , talk down
Bitch, shoot me (Bitch, shoot me)
Kill me, you ain't from the trenches, nigga
(Trenches, nigga, haha)
Kill me, you ain’t from the trenches, nigga
(You ain't from the trenches, nigga)
Shoot me (yeah, yeah, yeah) , you
Ain't from the trenches, nigga
Kill me, bah, you ain’t from the trenches
Nigga (You ain't from thе trenches)
Yeah, you ain't rеally grittin' nigga
You ain't really from the fuckin'
Trenches, eatin' chitlin, nigga
(yeah, yeah) uh, yeah, fried chicken
(Fried) , nigga, Kool-Aid
It's the new ways (The new ways)
Yeah, I’m too paid, uh, play a bitch like 2K
(2K) , yeah bitch, I’m Palupé (Palupé) , uh
I'm the plug, I got the drugs, I got the love
Yeah, coming from the mud
Yeah, tell me move, I won’t budge
Yeah, came up off them crumbs
Yeah, uh, heart burn, I need some Tums
She gon' want this dick 'till she numb
Wanna fuck this dick 'till she cum
Oh my god, oh my god, come, uh, here
Diamonds shining on me like a chandelier
She just wanna fuck me like I’m Ric Flair
(Ric Flair)
Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Step your game up, newbie
(Newbie) , got a bad bitch
She in Ksubi (Ksubi)
Smoke a pussy nigga down, like a doobie
(Like a doobie) , talk down
Bitch, shoot me (Bitch, shoot me)
Kill me, you ain't from the trenches, nigga
(Trenches, nigga, haha)
Kill me, you ain't from the trenches, nigga
(You ain't from the trenches, nigga)
Shoot me (yeah, yeah, yeah) , you
Ain't from the trenches, nigga
Kill me, bah, you ain't from the trenches
Nigga (You ain't from the trenches)
Yeah, you ain't really grittin' nigga
You ain't really from the fuckin'
Trenches, eatin' chitlin, nigga
(yeah, yeah)
Uh, yeah, fried chicken nigga, Kool-Aid
It's the new ways
It's a new day, it's a new wave
Diamonds in my mouth
I stay fresh like Colgate
I'm a walkin' lick, I popped that nigga
Caught a case i just caught a warrant and
I'm ridin' from the jakes
I'm a country boy, wait, I'm a Florida boy
Spent a lot of cash today
Mix the Ksubi with Chanel today
Off that Jimmy Hendrix, Purple
Haze, got the cotton, feelin' like a slave
Collect the, yes that's, yeah
I'm shootin' shit like Kobe
I whip that bitch like Kobe
I keep like ten racks on me
You actin' like you know me
'cause I keep ten racks on me
Step your game up, newbie
(Newbie) , got a bad bitch
She in Ksubi (Ksubi)
Smoke a pussy nigga down, like a doobie
(Like a doobie) , talk down
Bitch, shoot me (Bitch, shoot me)
Kill me, you ain't from the trenches, nigga
(Trenches, nigga, haha)
Kill me, you ain't from the trenches, nigga
(You ain't from the trenches, nigga)
Shoot me (yeah, yeah, yeah) , you
Ain't from the trenches, nigga
Kill me, bah, you ain't from the trenches
Nigga (You ain't from the trenches)
Yeah, you ain't really grittin' nigga
You ain't really from the fuckin'
Trenches, eatin' chitlin, nigga
(yeah, yeah) uh, yeah, fried chicken
(Fried) , nigga, Kool-Aid