Trenches lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (You don't know who Cartier is?)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, huh, huh, uh (MK, you like a wizard with this sh*t)

[Verse 1]
Do your thing, b*tch, Boston ain't even mad at you
Your baby daddy broke as f*ck, that's why that n*gga be sad actin'
Me and my n*ggas, we bossin' up, but we can't laugh at her
Take that n*gga to take you out to eat, then throw the tab at him
Bring up a tab and I'ma grant your wishes
Can't let 'em catch me slippin', I only talk that brick talk in the trenches
Project baby, you let me stay, I'll pay the bill and do the dishes

[Chorus]
Can't speak for other n*ggas, but all trap n*ggas, they like bad b*tches
Mm, mm, all trap n*ggas, they like bad b*tches
Mm, mm, all trap n*ggas, they like bad b*tches
Mm, n*ggas be pressin' all them buttons, wе already had switches

[Verse 2]
Go pay your b*tch bills or I will, n*gga, my bag differеnt
Hold on, hold on, n*gga, I brag different
Took the b*tch down to Miami, now she got her ass different
Whole 'nother b*tch happy, now she come through straight G-Wag' whippin'
Tip her hat to real players, now she wearin' her hat different (Skrrt, skrrt)
Jump in a Maybach, skrrt off, pass n*ggas
Drip you in Bottega, b*tch, I'm nothin' like your last n*gga
Show you a half a ticket, I'm a young n*gga, but I'm a trap n*gga
Just like that ass— b*tch, we really done clapped n*ggas
Take a skinny ho, go to the doctor and get her ass bigger
Lil' n*gga tryna ride my wave just like a surfer, these n*ggas some raft rifters
I ain't trippin' when I got that switch, n*gga, I'll murk you, it got a fast trigger
I ain't trippin' whenever I hurt, I just wake up, go buy a bag, n*gga
[Chorus]
Can't speak for other n*ggas, but all trap n*ggas, they like bad b*tches
Mm, mm, all trap n*ggas, they like bad b*tches
Mm, mm, all trap n*ggas, they like bad b*tches
Mm, n*ggas be pressin' all them buttons, we already had switches

[Verse 3]
Real trap n*ggas don't like no sad b*tches
Tryna get my di*k sucked, we already past kisses
Quick to kick her up out my whip, don't f*ck with lame b*tches
When you f*ck a rich n*gga, the fame came with it
Mmm, a n*gga ain't wanna tint you up, he say it came tinted
n*gga ain't wanna get that bumper fixed, it came dented
You need a rich n*gga in your life, we ain't lame kickin'
Come through super coupe on all these b*tches, lane switchin' (Skrrt, skrrt)
You slidin' it with the biggest B, no Bentley coupe
Bought the b*tch her first Bottega bag, b*tch, I invented you
I can't bring up what I bought a b*tch 'cause I'm too in the loop
'Cause know she hold it down and she gon' pull up, get them rentals too
Mm, I'm rubbin' on your ass, lil' b*tch, I'm feelin' you
Soon as I get that in 'Migo my system, you know I'm bendin' through
Don't ask me what I'm doin', b*tch, you know what I'm tryna get into
Catch me when I'm hot and ready, catch me when I'm in my mood

[Chorus]
Can't speak for other n*ggas, but all trap n*ggas, they like bad b*tches
Mm, mm, all trap n*ggas, they like bad b*tches
Mm, mm, all trap n*ggas, they like bad b*tches
Mm, n*ggas be pressin' all them buttons, we already had switches