G Herbo
Trenches Flexing*
Lyrics from Snippet

[Intro: G Herbo]
Uh
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
Aye

[Verse 1: G Herbo]
Ten summers in, me and gang still flexin' (Flexin')
Pull up in a Benz, ten chains no necklaces
Run into the cheque, yeah we tryna get rich
Give lil bro that grip, he bought a KRISS Vec', with a switch (Grrr)
That ain't hardly shit we ridin' rari's switchin' out the whips
Them lil diamond bracelets and them carti's, get that for the bitches
My lil bloodnem be back to back [?] demons tryna get busy
Rockin' bling we got a hundred shots and we ain't even spin the fifty
Ask broski, he went clean but hе was scheming when he was with mе
Ran up sack, moved out the Raq we was catchin' hats all through the city (Where they at)
California and back in that back, ratchet in my skinnys
Counting double digits I been making millions all my twenties ([?])

[Verse 2: Drench (USA) & Lil Durk]
Want it, n***as get it, ain't do no bappin'
Get yo' ass drenched
Glock got a switch it ain't no lackin', ten milli' got no kick
Bag on his top, there's 'bout three hunnid of 'em
Send a threat, go get 'em
Run up on wit' everybody, might swap the Glock and keep the stick
Then go pour an eight in that bitch, he know my pain, he sippin' on [?]
Member them nights on eight, made in the clique, and that bitch ain't jam
All these tracks in the 'Raq, off the pad, just to get out that jam
My sister say I'm hot (Haa, haa) [?]...
Might hit a car broad day, man down, blood on his back, dead
[?] say copy that, that choppa hit 'em where his body at (Go)
Want smoke, then we slide (Smurk), Draco drum up in this ride
Shoot up his block, don't come outside
Like a top, spin one more time (Man, what)
[Verse 3: Lil Durk]
I done sent a half a ticket to the trenches, go ask Boonie (Go)
Probably a killer in yo' hood, but in my hood his ass a goofy (Let's get it)
I can't believe these n***as, really believe me, treat me like a goofy (Bitch ass)
Shot his ass, he got back up, he played dead, his ass Tookie (Go)
N***as died I let y'all still claim it, this how y'all gon' do me? (This how y'all gon' do me)
Fucked a lot of n***as hoes, I'm still gon' act like I ain't do it (Pluto)
When you fall out with your dawg, don't tell them blocks that y'all into it
I can't even take you serious (Yeah), I'mma judge you off your jewelry (Yeah, yeah)
Some my brothers, them my brothers we ain't gon never break a bond (Bond)
I done fucked up sippin' bronem cup of Wok on Ramadan (Ramadan)
They don't see you, but they'll see yo ass today for [?] ([?])
Got two hundred on his ass, but I'm the type to double mine (Go)

[Bridge: Rob49]
I been tryna tell them n***as man, you know
They talkin' about putting ten on bro head, we puttin' fifty
Puttin' hundon ([?]... n***a)
Swear to god (Yeah)

[Verse 4: Rob49]
Yeah (Yeah), still in traffic wit' it (Traffic wit' it)
Lot of shit left was unseen, we still gon' whack them n***as (Gon' whack them n***as)
Drivin' crazy in a hellcat tryna crash them bitches n***a (Tryna crash)
Tryna get 'em to sell weed, but he want crack to hit (Yeah)
Fuck you talkin' 'bout vacuum sealed (Fuck you talkin' 'bout vacuum sealed)
N***as ain't [?], I keep it on me, hmmm (Keep it on me)
Soon as I pop back out, you n***as hoes hit (N***as hoes hit)
Soon as I pull them racks out (Yeah), make a n***a hoe wet ([?])
We fly hoes on spirits, don't do no jets (Don't do no jets)
Phew, yeah
Way before this label shit man, bro had [?] (Yeah)
He just turned sixteen, he still be tryna put some up (Some up)
I can't tell him "chill" I feel like he done did too much (He done did too much)
Oh, they want you dead? I told 'em get them n***as first (Yeah)
Murder after murder (Murder)
Pill after pill, lil n***a (Hmm, hmm, hmm)
Somebody bring the hearse out (Hearse out, shit)
Alright, if he think he gon' take some from us (Think'n he gon' take some)
Yeah, Ma' put your trust in me I still be selling weed
I still a [?], cause they left bro bro on the street
I turned up my whole life, now I'm now who n***as wanna be (Yeah)
This [?] no cap, I treat my brothers like they me hmm
N***as ain't eva gon' take nothin' from me, hmm, hmm, hmm
I done got my rank up on 'em, oh
N***as ain't eva gon' take nothin' from me, hmm, hmm, hmm
I done got my rank up on 'em, oh
[Outro: Drench (USA)]
Want it, n***as get it, ain't do no bappin'
Get yo' ass drenched