[Intro]:
RTB n***a
N***a Real Trench Baby realer than bitches
Realer than hoes all that shit n***a gang gang
Fuck is you talking bout n***a

[Verse]:
The fuck you think this is boy
I’ll have them n***as chilling at yo crib boy
Get yo ass barbecued bullets to yo ribs boy
We be really smoking on the opps ain’t no cigs boy
You would never catch them trench babies with no pigs boy
It’s loud as fuck and I’m high as hell you smoking mid boy
I ain’t playing with games with n***as only with my kids boy
Yeah I pray to God repent for sins that I did boy
Oh
Cause I’m rich I got it made right?
Oh you a Don have them pouring Perrion at yo grave site
Kells whipped out drake on yo ass you got stage fright
I been dropping bows on my n***as this a cagе fight
It’s some demons hanging round my crib n***a you gotta sage twicе
A hunnit hoes walking round my crib I’m the flavor flav type
Fuck around and get to sliding in the A cause you Brave right
My K give a n***a bald head say we shaved lice
Oh shit
I gotta bag from the plug but in the plug bitch im Franklin Saint
Yeah boy we make the Snowfall n***a say we can’t
All these guns on me imma soldier boy, boy don’t make me crank
My bitch bad as hell light skin she gone make me shank
I just poured a 4 of wockesha you can’t make me drank
If it’s fight night a left and right right you should’ve named me Tank
I got 223s I feel like Like Mike this shit a make me great
Naw naw naw
We got Ks and Switchy Switchy man this shit is getting iffy
Before I ever drink some Par I’ll prolly drink a 5th of Trishy
Got to my destination and had to turn around forgot the blicky
We smoking dead n***as I filled the Backwood with sticky sticky
Bitch I don’t want you
Why you on my head you Icky Vicky
Trynna Minaj you with yo other Barbie friend it’s giving Nicki
My top hater trynna switch bodies with me he Lil Dicky
It’s Freaky Friday recruit a couple hoes they screaming pick me
[Outro]:
Oh my God!!