Voice Of The Trenches
(Ayo, Double, you killed that, on foenem grave)
(Taahaa, it's-it's Shomii on the beat, you already know he we rockin' ma—)
Grahh-grahh
Free Naz, nigga
Free GB
Free Dae Hound
Free SG
Spinnin' that block, like, I don't got a mask
Like, I had to put on my shirt
I got a .40, come see if it—
I got a .40, come see if it work
Pour up the D'Usse, better make her twerk
Backshots, while I'm poppin' a perc
I got my G, as the voice of trenches, like—
Don't think I'm talkin' 'bout Durk
Brodie tell me, "Who that?"
Brodie, tell me what you really see
Do you want me to shoot him, or not?
Bro like, wait 'til he tell us who this nigga be
Brodie this shit taking long
I'm bout to shoot him, just give me the green
He think he slime, so we—
He think he slime, so we makin' him sneeze
Grahh-grahh, boom
He think he slime, 'til we—, like—
I'm making movies, I'm on the scene
Cameras be watchin', ain't no DVD
Bend through that block, put my gun on repeat
Threw at the function, they knew it was me
Went to the low, thought I was dolo
I popped out the cut, It was me and my G
Like, word to bro, popped out the cut, it was— (Like—)
I saw a opp, got on my feet
Thought he was slick, I threw one at his V
Bro gun jammed, I gotta throw brodie
I started buggin' like James on the—
Start buggin' like James on the heat
We ain't come for attempts, better duck when I peep
Spinnin' that block, like, I don't got a mask
Like, I had to put on my shirt
I got a .40, come see if it—
I got a .40, come see if it work
Pour up the D'Usse, better make her twerk
Backshots, while I'm poppin' a perc
I got my G, as the voice of trenches, like—
Don't think I'm talkin' 'bout Durk
Spinnin' that block, like, I don't got a mask
Like, I had to put on my shirt
I got a .40, come see if it—
I got a .40, come see if it work
Pour up the D'Usse, better make her twerk
Backshots, while I'm poppin' a perc
I got my G, as the voice of trenches, like—
Don't think I'm talkin' 'bout Durk