TWICE - Trenches (feat. Slap City)

If you calling about money I'm on the way there
Trap spot be jumping so I can't stay there
Just don't try nothing funny cause I won't play fair
Trying to stand on something now you gon lay there
If I'm sliding through I'm handling business
I'm solo when I move don't need a witness
I ain't wore no suit but I grit in them trenches
Moving weight by the juke but not under them benches
We can meet at the Gregg tell me yo ETA
New car smell and weed switch whips like GTA
KD what you need I move kicks like DVA
Trying to get from A to B I ain't talkin about GPA
If you calling my phone you got to pay me
Think I serve out my home you must be crazy
My shit ring nonstop I can't be lazy
Calling for a lil girl I ain't selling babies
They blowing up my line I tell them I'm down north
If I say 18th and vine just park by the court
All these plays got me balling this shit a sport
Driving in sport in something you niggas can't afford
If you calling about money I'm on the way there
Trap spot be jumping so I can't stay there
Just don't try nothing funny cause I won't play fair
Trying to stand on something now you gon lay there
If I'm sliding through I'm handling business
I'm solo when I move don't need a witness
I ain't wore no suit but I grit in them trenches
Moving weight by the juke but not under them benches
Catch me in the trenches on the late night
Can't blame it on my mama I was raised right
Fiends treat me like I'm Jesus I save lives
Understand they need us let's make it right
Watch me get it gone this phone check
I been all alone what you expect?
They see these diamond stones on my neck
I ain't sipping on no Wock this Hi-Tech
You know this ain't a game don't play fair
They scared to tell the Truth won't say Dare
Once you jump the fence got to stay there
Trapping selling babies this ain't daycare
If you calling about money I'm on the way there
Trap spot be jumping so I can't stay there
Just don't try nothing funny cause I won't play fair
Trying to stand on something now you gon lay there
If I'm sliding through I'm handling business
I'm solo when I move don't need a witness
I ain't wore no suit but I grit in them trenches
Moving weight by the juke but not under them benches

Written by:
Twice FBL

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