Trencherous (feat. Lil Durk) - Remix

Benadryl, yeah
 (Fatman productions)
 Nigga we ain't really squashing no beef, 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, 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, I up on you, that's insta' kill
 No pass, I send 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
 A1, face shots taken action
 I'm in 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'll see some shit (where he at?)
 Bus stop, left him at the bus stop
 Slippin' at that bus stop
 Put him to sleep, he up top
 Gang, these Glocks came with switch
 Every Glock got an extended
 Everybody license suspended
 We be in traffic on bent
 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, I up on you, that's insta' kill
 No pass, I send 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
 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
 We up that scope, nigga, hit with a slug
 You gotta watch out who you react with, chopper from the MAC spit
 You be dead off association, gotta watch out who you snap with
 Bitch, we not from 63rd, but we fuck with Zay and 'em
 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
 Hellcat take your skirt off, in the Airbnb with my shirt off
 But niggas on the lane on my radar, T-Man off the pills with the AR
 Yeah, yeah, it get trencherous
 Them my opps, but you my cousin, just don't get in this
 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, I up on you, that's insta' kill
 No pass, I send 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