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alone in the trenches - money montage lyrics

[intro: chuuwee]
yeah
i’m runnin’ through this
ah, okay

[chorus: chuuwee]
somethin’ got me hot and now i’m wildin’ (ahh)
tried to keep it cool but couldn’t hide it
invited you to fade and you declined it
now i’m tryna pay no nevermind it
if it’s about some money, yeah, i’m slidin’
just got a new whip and put some miles in it
shawty love to tell me that i’m childish (okay)
leave me in the trenches where you found it (ayy)

[verse 1: chuuwee]
benz high beam, i ain’t hiding, i hope you find me
if i can get you right beside me, i’ll catch a body
i can’t do no iffy probably, or no versace
too s*xy for the paparazzi, you oughta try me
got some psilocybe inside me, i’m trippin’ high*key
my gold grill be playin’ hockey, it’s f*ckin’ icy
my guys be on some makin’ moves sh*t, we lowkey shiesty
all she wanna do is fight me, she h*lla fiesty
since i got my piece of pie, n*ggas tryna slice me
i blow all my bag on wifey, my love is price free
he got mad i charge a slight fee, now he don’t like me
i forgot to say politely, i hope she find me
the universe don’t take me lightly, google my ig
since 2009 and 19, been chasin’ my dreams
them n*ggas don’t play on my team, know that they spite me
i keep tryna do the right thing like now, i’m spike lee
[chorus: chuuwee]
okay
somethin’ got me hot and now i’m wildin’ (ahh)
tried to keep it cool but couldn’t hide it
invited you to fade and you declined it
now i’m tryna pay no nevermind it (ahh)
if it’s about some money, yeah, i’m slidin’
just got a new whip and put some miles in it (rah)
shawty love to tell me that i’m childish (okay)
leave me in the trenches where you found it (ayy)

[verse 2: flashy b]
yeah, somethin’ got me wildin’, yeah
p*ssy n*gga say he lookin’ for me
and he looked in a bag of money, you would’ve found me there (right here)
make it hard for n*ggas to breathe, be runnin’ out of air (can’t breathe)
hundred rounds, if i let it squeeze, a n*gga gon’ drown in there
let that water drip, pimp tight
put your ho number all in the phone and never call the b*tch
dope, she give me all of it (all of it)
if i do give her the time of day, then it’s gon’ be that way until i call it quits
let that chopper swing
bend the block, aim
hit him in the throat with that chops, we don’t talk the same
you are not the gang
i don’t know no m4, you barely droppin’ names
i might have to pop your brain
these hands still work (they do)
but if that sh*t get out of hand, that blam will squirt
what’s that man? well murked
throw this b*tch in auto*pilot
throw extensions on the bl!cks, we goin’ slidin’
[chorus: chuuwee]
okay
somethin’ got me hot and now i’m wildin’ (ahh)
tried to keep it cool but couldn’t hide it
invited you to fade and you declined it
now i’m tryna pay no nevermind it (ahh)
if it’s about some money, yeah, i’m slidin’
just got a new whip and put some miles in it (rah)
shawty love to tell me that i’m childish (okay)
leave me in the trenches where you found it (bye*bye)

- money montage lyrics

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