#imsotrenchbaby Lyrics

Gang

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Grab that strap, yeah

Watch that backdoor

On bro

Fasho

Ain't no one on one

We got plenty guns

You see me you run

You see me you, what?

She see me she thot down

She say I got thots now

I'm trying to hit the top now

I'm trying to hit the top now

We got plenty guns

We got plenty guns

We got plenty guns

We got plenty guns

She gone do what i told her

Bitch I'm a P4E soulja'

Damn i hate being sober

Ain't on lack, got my blower

We got new smoke

New smoke

New smoke

New smoke

We got new smoke

New smoke

New smoke

New smoke

He is not gone push up, we got two poles

And shorty gone eat me up just like noodles

Da-Damn that hoe did you wrong, I swear thats too cold

I ain't trusting nun of these hoes they do you too cold

Kick-back at the crib smoking kill right now

Bro off the X, he poppin' pills right now

You know i clutch on my tool every time I go out

This shit is not a game and they ain't gone take me out

These niggas my kids, why they bite my style

Tryna sound like me but you cant nah nah

No, nah, nah

Try to stand up, nigga back down

I was gone but I'm back now

These niggas better stay strapped down

Cause that tooly go blatt' now

Pop out all black right now

All black gat, I don't fight now

Black AR, it got sights now

Make a fuck nigga get down

They say I'm poppin' now

I'm what they listen to right now

They say im next up right now

Fresh as fuck wipe me down

Yeah, yeah

Duh, Duh

Duh, Duh

Pockets fat with them racks, yuh

Big gat big strap yeah

Wouldn't know she a thot yeah she a gnat, yuh

On the block and you know I'm getting to that yeah

Ask my bro

Why these niggas so mad, yuh

Why these niggas so mad

Why these niggas so mad at