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[intro: stunna gambino]
for, for the trenches
aye ceelo this sh-t crazy
they asked me “who i do it for?” for for the trenches

they asked me “who i do it for?” for the trenches
for, for the trenches
for, for the trenches
for, for the-
they asked me “who i do it for?” for for the trenches
for my youngins ridin’ ’round wit’ extensions
claimin’ she a witness, turned that hoe a-
told that b-tch i’m a vulture, i am not a villian
[chorus: stunna gambino]
they asked me “who i do it for?” for the trenchеs
for my youngins ridin’ ’round wit’ extensions
claimin’ she a witnеss, turned that hoe a victim
told that b-tch i’m a vulture, i am not a villian
wockhardt rockstar in my feelings
percocet popstar i been glitchin’
she ain’t wanna f-ck me, f-ck it i ain’t trippin
(she ain’t wanna f-ck me, f-ck it i ain’t trippin)

[post-chorus: stunna gambino]
servin’ pnb rock
now i copped me a new lane
we go urus, just me and my boo thang
i done bossed up went and got me a few chains
new crib, new car, cartier, new ring
i done bossed up wit’ my brothers we too paid
i done bossed up my lil’ b-tch wit’ a new jane (i done bossed up my lil b-tch wit’ a new jane)

[verse 1: stunna gambino]
yeah, i f-ck wit’ roddy but don’t you compare me lil’ n-gga
’cause i don’t keep my stick in a box
f-ck around put a switch on the glock
i’m off a bean might just spin on the opps
we run the city this sh-t ain’t gon’ stop
where i’m from it’s griddy them bodies get dropped
i don’t trust too many, i been through a lot
lil perco my brother got ties in the rock
and i don’t even be smokin’ no zaza
f-ck it, i’m rollin’ up me some dead opps, finna smoke this sh-t straight to the mata
they asked me “who i do it for?” only the trenches b-tch i’m the big don dada (they asked me “who i do it for?” only the trenches b-tch i’m the big don dada)
[chorus: stunna gambino]
they asked me “who i do it for?” for the trenches
for my youngins ridin’ ’round wit’ extensions
claimin’ she a witness, turned that hoe a victim
told that b-tch i’m a vulture, i am not a villian
wockhardt rockstar in my feelings
percocet popstar i been glitchin’
she ain’t wanna f-ck me, f-ck it i ain’t trippin
(she ain’t wanna f-ck me, f-ck it i ain’t trippin)

[post-chorus: stunna gambino]
servin’ pnb rock
now i copped me a new lane
we go urus, just me and my boo thang
i done bossed up went and got me a few chains
new crib, new car, cartier, new ring
i done bossed up wit’ my brothers we too paid
i done bossed up my lil’ b-tch wit’ a new jane (i done bossed up my lil b-tch wit’ a new jane)

[verse 2: lil perco]
two inside side doors on the whip i be ridin’ like logic i don’t wanna die today
that’s yo b-tch? man that hoe got a lot of face
when i step in dior it’s a lot to say
and if you steppin’, how them n-ggas got away? talk to me
i need a stripper b-tch that be in starlets and (?) if i ever need a tool
matter fact, f-ck that get the lo where he at we pop up on n-ggas like peek-a-boo
then we gon’ finish you
play with these racks in my tennis shoes
these b-tches pitiful, and i’m connected wit’ criminals
you know we don’t do subliminals
i know i’m him but i don’t wanna notice
we urus boys even though we been golden
ain’t stressin’ no b-tch ain’t gon’ lie i been focused
and left her on read that’s why she call me otis (aye stunna there he go, bl!ck his ass ftt)
we do this sh-t for the culture
you ever ran wit’ a lamb and a vulture
i rock-a-bye-baby my glock got a stroller, she livin’ off (?)
she bumpin’ (?) sober, i feel like a royal
you know we slide wit’ them toys
she f-ckin’ me and my boy
my n-gga move work over joy
know you ain’t k!llin’ like troy
[chorus: stunna gambino]
they asked me “who i do it for?” for the trenches
for my youngins ridin’ ’round wit’ extensions
claimin’ she a witness, turned that hoe a victim
told that b-tch i’m a vulture, i am not a villian
wockhardt rockstar in my feelings
percocet popstar i been glitchin’
she ain’t wanna f-ck me, f-ck it i ain’t trippin
(she ain’t wanna f-ck me, f-ck it i ain’t trippin)

[post-chorus: stunna gambino]
servin’ pnb rock
now i copped me a new lane
we go urus, just me and my boo thang
i done bossed up went and got me a few chains
new crib, new car, cartier, new ring
i done bossed up wit’ my brothers we too paid
i done bossed up my lil’ b-tch wit’ a new jane (i done bossed up my lil b-tch wit’ a new jane)

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