Pap Chanel - I’m From lyrics

I’m from Them trenches but I go and get some I trap this b*tch out for me income If I said it just know it’s gone get done a fu*k boy can get none b*tch I go up & up Do my own thing and I don’t give a fu*k Real country girl jumping out a black truck Ghetto as bit Tell a ni**a what’s up Let a hoe complain while you in the side b*tch he call me his wife All of his homies know I’m in his life You just a hoe that he call after 12 Can’t argue with you lil b*tch go to hell Let that hoe fill the position Give her a stack & a purse she gon listen I play no games so b*tch watch who you dissing Going to far make somebody go missing I’m what you not Rеally that b*tch I be stirring the pot b*tches always tryna gеt what I got Don’t play with these hoes everytime that I jot Grown woman sh*t these b*tches be spoon fed Ran up the bag got the whole crew fed b*tch I’m dime but I don’t come in 12 that boy go dumb for me like he can’t spell b*tch I’m from Them trenches but I go and get some I trap this b*tch out for me income If I said it just know it’s gone get done a fu*k boy can get none b*tch I go up & up Do my own thing and I don’t give a fu*k Real country girl jumping out a black truck Ghetto as bit Tell a ni**a what’s up Telling my business in my eyes a no no My life give these hoes something to talk bout Hoes in disguise so I stack up and watch out Moving in silence but watch how I pop out Break every rule if I don’t b*tch I bend it Got my own bag but I make that boy spend it These hoes got the message I pop out and send it Switch my mk for a Louie V pendant b*tch Let’s put this cap sh*t to a end Don’t care bout your followers or bout your Benz If it be bout that check then I’m up on all 10 But now I see living off dick is a trend He say I’m foreign I get it my own Got big bills b*tch call me grown Come out fur coat if I’m throwed in the jungle With a snake skin bag and a hat for my bundles b*tch I’m from Them trenches but I go and get some I trap this b*tch out for me income If I said it just know it’s gone get done a fu*k boy can get none b*tch I go up & up Do my own thing and I don’t give a fu*k Real country girl jumping out a black truck Ghetto as bit Tell a ni**a what’s up