TrenchcoatMafia lyrics

[Chorus: 196 Clique & BONES]
Hollow tip please don't trip (What?)
Hollow tip please don't trip (What?)
b*tch boys come and get you some (Yeah)
b*tch boys come and get you some (SESH)
Hollow tip please don't trip (Yeah, yeah)
Hollow tip please don't trip (Yeah)
b*tch boys come and get you some
b*tch boys come and get you some (What? What? What? What?)
What?

[Verse 1: Black Kray]
b*tch go suckin n*ggas di*k
Black long di*k, Young trap dove sh*t
Yeah, Got a clip
Shooting [?]
[?]
Throw the money on the floor
Got the rhymes and the flow
Diamonds on the [?]
Had the pump stowed
Smoking blunts with yo ho
n*gga he know
[?]
Diamond etching in the clothes
With the iced up [?] smoking dough
[?]
Fifty hoes with me with they ass out
[?]
[Chorus: 196 Clique & BONES]
Hollow tip please don't trip
Hollow tip please don't trip
b*tch boys come and get you some
b*tch boys come and get you some (Yeah)
Hollow tip please don't trip (Nah)
Hollow tip please don't trip (No)
b*tch boys come and get you some (Yeah)
b*tch boys come and get you some (What?)

[Verse 2: BONES]
Girls wanna f*ck so these boys act tough
Got a pump in the trunk if you trying to press your luck
If you looking for the high, b*tch you know I got the drugs
If you looking for connections you looking at the plug
All black clothing, locked and I'm loaded
Black 12 gauge, Columbine when I'm boomin'
Trench Coat Mafia, poppin' but never stoppin' 'em
Robbin' and mobbin' hard see there's just no toppin' 'em
You go hard but f*ck it I go harder
Trying to run up slick and quick I'ma rob ya
Skin like powder, bass getting louder
Looking for a legend you can bet that you found him
I'm in the graveyard, I'm drinking champagne
I'm ashin' hella blunts, diggin' up hella graves
Troubled young man, murder on his mind
Pipebomb in his backpack, end your f*cking life like BOOM