Real Boston Richey - Trenches lyrics

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh uh, huh, huh, uh

Do your thing, bitch
Boston ain't even mad at you
Your baby daddy broke as fuck
That's why that nigga be sad actin'
Me and my niggas, we bossin' 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 slippin'
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 pressin' 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' whippin'
Tip her hat to real players
Now she wearin' her hat different
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Jump in a Maybach, skrrt off, pass niggas
Drip you in Bottega, bitch
I'm nothin' 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 trippin' when I got that
Switch, nigga, I'll murk you
It got a fast trigger
I ain't trippin' 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 pressin' 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 kickin'
Come through super coupe on
All these bitches, lane switchin'
(Skrrt, skrrt)
You slidin' 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 rubbin' on your ass, lil' bitch
I'm feelin' you
Soon as I get that in 'Migo my system
You know I'm bendin' through
Don't ask me what I'm doin', 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 pressin' all them buttons
We already had switches