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Testo Save Da Trench - iam3hard

Testo della canzone Save Da Trench (iam3hard), tratta dall'album 3x Harder

What the fuck, 3hard?

I just signed my deal in the middle of the trench, they say I serve the bricks

We gotta Choppers and F and N, but don't get put in that blend

Pull up windows ten to five percent, just hop out on ten

Hold my wrist up, I put that shit on, I gotta take my flicks

We look classy, hoppin' out that Benz, we also hold the shit

I was standing over that pipe, that spoon, almost broke my wrist

We just pulled off sideways in the coupe, we almost broke that bitch

I was thinking names that I want gone, and almost wrote that list

I was thinking why I use that cutter, and it could've bought these fists

Reminisce on why I took that smitty, and I could've bought that bitch

Every time I pop out, go outdoors, that's your loss, bitch

That's what I want for my catalog, that shit don't cost a brick

We walk in the mall with all hunnids, and walk out with them bags

Every time we live out the set field, we just be popping tags

Hopin' nigga don't play run around here, we gotta pop his ass

I wanna pop out black truck or black wing Cadillacs

I feel like DDG, I might moonwalk in Calabasas

When the black truck pull up on us, you know we don't carry bags

Pull up on my block and get milked down, better read your dairy facts

And then kickin' that leg up on the table, y'all act too relaxed

Every time we walk through, we do blue scripts, don't gotta pay her to script

Every time I catch a service, two zilts and my child keep two clips

My new bitch eat a dick up like a bag of chips, I don't gotta buy her two lips

I just signed my deal in the middle of the trench, they say I serve the bricks

What the fuck, 3hard?

I just signed my deal in the middle of the trench, they say I serve the bricks

We gotta Choppers and F and N, but don't get put in that blend

Pull up windows ten to five percent, just hop out on ten

Hold my wrist up, I put that shit on, I gotta take my flicks

We look classy, hoppin' out that Benz, we also hold the shit

I was standing over that pipe, that spoon, almost broke my wrist

We just pulled off sideways in the coupe, we almost broke that bitch

I was thinking names that I want gone, and almost wrote that list

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