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Lil Zay Osama – Trencherous (feat. Lil Durk) [Remix] Lyrics

Trencherous (feat. Lil Durk) [Remix] by Lil Zay Osama:
Benadryl, yeah
We ain’t really squashing no beef (Fatman productions), bitch, it’s benadryl
Ayy, ayy
In my hood you can’t pop out, ’cause it get trencherous
Body bag, no face mask, we won’t mention it
Yeah, yeah
Hell yeah
Hell yeah, ayy

In my hood, you can’t pop out, ’cause it get trencherous
Body bag, no face mask, we won’t mention it
No pass, for an opp, when I up on you, that’s instant kill
No pass, when I stretch this.40, you can’t take Benadryl, yeah
Fucked around riding with them.30’s
‘Cause a fuck nigga like how lil’ bro do ’em dirty
Nobody that beef with me, boy we gon’ hurt em
Yeah, way before rap we be geekin’ off them perkies

Goddamn
Face shots taken action
I’m from the streets, no rappin’ beef
He know he ain’t after me, gang
6300, we bleed the shit
Run from the 12, don’t leave the blick
Ride thru the opps, we see some shit
Bus stop, left him at the bus stop
Steppin’ at the bus stop
Put him to sleep, he up top
Gang, these Glocks came with a switch
Every Glock got an extension
Everybody license suspended
We be in traffic on business
I be in traffic with killers
Yeah, catch him, traffic
He shaking like asses
Blast him, bag him, kill a nigga, I’m just handsome
He say I’m a bitch I’m just the young nigga that he ran from
Bitch I’m plugged in, ain’t one hood in the city I can’t come

In my hood, you can’t pop out, ’cause it get trencherous
Body bag, no face mask, we won’t mention it
No pass, for an opp, when I up on you, that’s instant kill
No pass, I stand this.40, you can’t take Benadryl, yeah
Fucked around riding with them.30’s
‘Cause a fuck nigga like how lil’ bro do ’em dirty
Nobody beefin’ with me, boy we gon’ hurt em
Yeah, way before rap we be geekin’ off them Perkies

Stopped with the lick, ’cause I grew me a plug
Coulda played ball, but I wanted to be a thug
Rest in peace pack, nigga showin’ fake love
Fuck that skull, nigga, I hit ’em with a shov’
You gotta watch out who you react with, chopper with the max spit
You be dead off association, gotta watch out who you snap with
Bitch, we North & 63rd, but we fuck with Zay now
And Pluto stayed off them drugs, had to keep some Ray Bans
I hate opp holes, opp nigga, and I hate friends
Last nigga died in the SRT, that’s what I hate vans
Kel take your skirt off, in the Airbnb with my shirt off
But niggas in the lane on my radar, T-Man of the pills on my radar
Yeah, yeah, it get trencherous
And my opps, but you my cousin, just don’t get it, yes
He ain’t gon’ shoot because he frigid, yeah

In my hood, you can’t pop out, ’cause it get trencherous
Body bag, no face mask, we won’t mention it
No pass, for an opp, when I up on you, that’s instant kill
No pass, I stand this.40, you can’t take Benadryl, yeah
Fucked around riding with them.30’s
‘Cause a fuck nigga like how lil’ bro do ’em dirty
Nobody beefin’ with me, boy we gon’ hurt em
Yeah, way before rap we be geekin’ off them Perkies