Aice Boy - Talk Of The Trench

Yo, I'm the talk of the trenches, brother don't you ever underrate me, but niggas wanna
Know how I do it, yo bro you must rid for your real g's, yo, I'm the talk of the trenches
Brother don't you ever underrate me, but niggas wanna know how I do it, yo bro you must rid
For your real g's, real ones, real g's, that's the main thing, pull up, white benz , that's
The maintin, drip check, big cheese, and a big cake, roll up, don't talk, fix your
Main shit, set the fire for the show, big man thing, man thing Aice boy, no Dey stress on
A low key, go slow, go down for daddy, no drugs, no smoke, no codeine, yo, baby girl
Give me good slow mo, don't wine just dance like poco, when you give me good low low
I will buy you Gucci, Louis Vuitton, just go like a coco, 34 seats, make you go on the
Slow mo, don't you forget the bro code, foggies, I can trim for the 40, don't carry hoe man
I'm tryna get a beta life yo, I be thank God for my life yo, all this money finessed my
Mind, you know I pay the price, I be talking to my g's, everyday we taking risks, tryna make my
Peace, I can take all of these, why you tryna beef me, what you doing to me
Getting hold,off me, put that kity on me, suck it good like sweet, taste good like meat
Tryna make my peace, I don't do codeine, fine boy with pink lips, everybody know me
I'm just too classic, yo, I'm just too classic you know
My real classic shit, fine boy shit, fine boy pink lips, purse, no pimples
But learn life for real, for real man, for real, I'm learning life
I can talk of the trench man
Yo, I'm the talk of the trenches, brother don't you ever underit me
Nigga wanna know how I do it, yo bro u must rid for your real g's
yo, I'm the talk of the trenches, brother don't you ever underrate me
All this niggas wanna know how I do it, yo bro u must rid for your real g's

Written by:
Samuel Makinde

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