yea yea - bamfrm203 lyrics
[intro: young tavv]
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
[chorus: young tavv]
i be in the trenches posted with them k!llers, yeah, yeah
in the field counting h-lla f-cking figures, yeah, yeah
bad b-tch on my lap, she f-cking with me yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
i be in the trenches posted with them k!llers, yeah, yeah
in the field counting h-lla f-cking figures, yeah, yeah
bad b-tch on my lap, she f-cking with me yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
[verse 1: young tavv]
i be in the trenches with my f-cking k!llers
and these n-ggas know i’m all about my motherf-cking skrilla
pray to god every night, ’cause i be f-cking sinning
and these haters gon’ hate, ’cause they see a n-gga winning, uh
they don’t want me make it out the hood counting f-cking figures but i don’t worry cause i’m sipping on the f-cking ‘tron
yeah, i’m in my zone, n-ggas wanna be me
but i swear they be f-cking clones
i be switching hoes like i switch flows
broke boy, go ahead and get some f-cking dough
i’m on 2strip, getting f-cking h-lla dough
got your main b-tch, giving me h-lla dome
she popping p-ssy, really know what the money does (yeah)
young tavv, and i get paid
your b-tch wanna stay where i f-cking lay (what!?)
uh, me and my crew pull up on your block n-gga we gon’ motherf-cking shoot
[chorus: young tavv]
i be in the trenches posted with them k!llers, yeah, yeah
in the field counting h-lla f-cking figures, yeah, yeah
bad b-tch on my lap, she f-cking with me yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
i be in the trenches posted with them k!llers, yeah, yeah
in the field counting h-lla f-cking figures, yeah, yeah
bad b-tch on my lap, she f-cking with me yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
[verse 2: bamfrm203]
pull up on your block, aye, you ain’t with it
my n-ggas really with it, you n-ggas ain’t on sh-t, b-tch
pull up to stu’, this sh-t litty, aye
you n-ggas mad i’m finna turn up the city, aye
me and tavv on the 2block he riding with his new glock
if you talking down, my n-gga, then i’m gon’ get you shot
saying that you rap, i wanna hear them bars that you got
biggie in my prime, deliver flows like i’m 2pac
n-gga, you not really f-cking with me
got a hundred bars for anybody thinking that they can diss me
i’m a renegade, so that’s risky
ain’t no holding back on the mic so my n-gga please don’t tempt me
my n-gga, i cannot, man, i’m too turnt up, aye
i told capt to hit record and just turn me up, aye
n-ggas mad cause i’m that guy so they w-ssup, aye
stack my money to the sky i’ma run it up, aye
[chorus: young tavv]
i be in the trenches posted with them k!llers, yeah, yeah
in the field counting h-lla f-cking figures, yeah, yeah
bad b-tch on my lap, she f-cking with me yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
i be in the trenches posted with them k!llers, yeah, yeah
in the field counting h-lla f-cking figures, yeah, yeah
bad b-tch on my lap, she f-cking with me yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
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