tRENCH Scrip+ures ft. Ron Flea Lyrics

Lean sober so I'm getting litt

30k just bring me my sticks

Whatever gun a nigga litt

50 Bands uh' get a nigga litt

Don't let her gas you she fucking niggas for money

That bitch NOL bitch you really sick

Fed cases getting niggas raided

TSA, let a nigga live

Ball hard, made the nigga ran

20 bands uh' pay a nigga rent

Ak pardon my stick

Nother kit bring a nigga leg

HotCar gunners for these blicks

2 Tars bring em when I spin

Growing old, ain't tryn die quick

Die alone, I ain't tryn be a lick

30 Clip a clip nigga walk

Wayne Carter giving niggas war

House hold guide to getting bunny's

That nigga hostile I gave him hunnits

Cash app, give em it to my honeys

Vacay, if niggas moving funny

Skii skii, skii skii

Off these percs just leave me alone

Feel like you personally know what you doing

Reimburse me for my loans

Don't make me hurt you, what you on

She was a virgin, and she was fucking

Ok oh

From da crib I be answering phones

They gave him court then that shit got adjourned

Look at my gram and a nigga be gone

Tryn test me that nigga wrong

Back out he thought it was my phone

Can't be trusting none of these hoes

Headpop he ain't make it home

When you dead you gone be in a song

When you dead they gone put you alone

When you dead they gone move on

Lean sober so I'm getting litt

30k just bring me my sticks

Whatever gun a nigga litt

50 Bands uh' get a nigga litt

Don't let her gas you she fucking niggas for money

That bitch NOL bitch you really sick

Fed cases getting niggas raided

TSA, let a nigga live

Ball hard, made the nigga ran

20 Bands uh' pay a nigga rent

Ak pardon my stick

Nother kit bring a nigga leg

HotCar gunners for these blicks

2 Tars bring em when I spin

Growing old, ain't tryn die quick

Die alone, I ain't tryn be a lick

Ohhh, In them trenches all alone

Better keep pole when you walking home

Couple niggas broke the code

Fuck them niggas, they ain't real

Ima tell you what it is

I just say, what I feel

Been, ripping and running the streets

Chasing that bag, wasn't getting no sleep

Ran up a fifty bag less than a week

I ain't have no choice I was sign to the streets

Heart broke down and I fell on my knees

When you toting that chop, better watch for the D's

Niggas say that they real but it's not what it seems

Think ima stain, come and see

Got that call, broke my heart

Bro got hit, like what you mean

I know, you not really with me

I know, them niggas ain't wit me

Telling lies, it's a shame tryna put the blame on me

Told Chevy we gone make it you just be patient and see

Spot a opp, brodi drop em

As we skate off, off the scene

Lean sober so I'm getting litt

30k just bring me my sticks

Whatever gun a nigga litt

50 Bands uh' get a nigga litt

Don't let her gas you she fucking niggas for money

That bitch NOL bitch you really sick

Fed cases getting niggas raided

TSA, let a nigga live

Ball hard, made the nigga ran

20 Bands uh' pay a nigga rent

Ak pardon my stick

Nother kit bring a nigga leg

HotCar gunners for these blicks

2 Tars bring em when I spin

Growing old, ain't tryn die quick

Die alone, I ain't tryn be a lick