[Intro: Trenchrunner Poodie]
Yeah, yeah
Pour some more in my double cup, man
Shit got me higher than a motherfucker, yeah
Spend a ten, get it back, spin a bin, get 'em whacked
Yeah, yeah, that F&N leave 'em flat
Yeah, trappin' down we ain't changin'
Yeah, what you know 'bout? I'm rappin' still slangin' bowl

[Chorus: Trenchrunner Poodie]
Brand new Bentley GT, they can't see me, I'm a border height (I'm a border height)
I been tryin' to keep it low, the folks just hit, [?] spot the other mice (Spot the other mice)
He said he the biggest, I'm the biggest, n***as been in [?] (Been in [?])
Overseas drip, they shut the store down when we in, yeah (I swear to God)
Spend a ten, get it back, spin a bin, get 'em whacked (Yeah, yeah, glrrt)
Reel 'em in, I'ma let the F&N leave 'em flat (Ayy)
What you know 'bout stayin' down, trappin', we ain't changin' clothes? (Ayy, what you know? Ayy, what you know?)
What you know 'bout gettin' deal, rappin', still slangin' bowl? (Yeah, ayy, what you know?)

[Verse 1: Trenchrunner Poodie]
Me and bro, tryna up the score, came off the Benz, we ready
Still in the trenches, worth a half a ticket, shit ain't ordinary (This shit ain't ordinary)
Streets get scary, but I'm built for whatever that come with it (I Swear)
My country boy get test but he ain't complain, he still gon' come get it (Ayy)
I sent the trend, he a clone (Yeah, he a-), get 'em in, get 'em gone (I get 'em)
She a ten but I told her bring a friend, that what I'm on (That what I'm on)
Split his dome, n***as ain't no gangsta, they just too rounded (Ayy, they just too rounded)
Poodie in his bag, I sunk his mag with all these credentials (Crush, crush)
Still be grinding, shit ain't 'bout no money, it 'bout respect now (It 'bout respect now)
If you know you know, I try to let 'em breathe, I'm on they neck now (I'm on they neck now)
I just pour a four, pop a perks, said she got me jet-high (Shit got me-)
And every time you see me, it's designer I get jet-fly (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Dior, Dior, Dior, Dior, Louis, Prada, Gucci, yeah
Re-up, re-up, re-up, re-up, members go and killed his ass (Go and killed)
Really gettin' money, I'm in London shootin' movie, yeah (I'm in London shootin' a movie, yeah)
Put me next to any n***a, I bet I'm a smooth player (I bet I be a smooth player)
[Chorus: Trenchrunner Poodie]
Brand new Bentley GT, they can't see me, I'm a border height (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I been tryin' to keep it low, the folks just hit, [?] spot the other mice (Spot the other mice)
He said he the biggest, I'm the biggest, n***as been in [?] (Those n***as been in [?])
Overseas drip, they shut the store down when we in, yeah (They shut the store down when we in, yeah)
Spend a ten, get it back, spin a bin, get 'em whacked (I get it back, glrrt)
Reel 'em in, I'ma let the F&N leave 'em flat (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
What you know 'bout stayin' down, trappin', we ain't changin' clothes? (Ayy, what you know? Ayy, what you know?)
What you know 'bout gettin' deal, rappin', still slangin' bowl? (Ayy, what you know? Ayy, what you know?)

[Verse 2: Rylo Rodriguez]
Fuck you know 'bout countin' time, water runnin' to heat your noodles up? (Fuck you know?)
Fuck you know 'bout playin' safe, pulling twenty bags inside a Uber truck? (Hold up)
There [?] lil' bro but he ain't die, just got to fuck him up
What you know ''bout a n***a try to spin on you, you get the ups on them? Okay
I'm where [?] at, just case them spin back, try to run
We put the perks on his back like his name that
What the hell you doing? How you let him come back here like he ain't rat?
I like what you doing, she went all the way to the Dior and got her waste snatch (For real)
Free lil' bro in the pin, I'll recall, pull the demon forgive me, how father?
Know she gon' get hit in the vibe we pick, I feel like South Garden (We pick it)
Hundred racks, I come up through on that light, that just some money (This shit light)
Arizona Phoenix, I put that shit on over money (For real)
Won't take her for my side ho' but my main bitch, she get Birkin Bag
Every date I get [?] for her, put exotic weave, and turkey bag (Turkey bag)
N***a bitin' swag but then my sons forgot to burp his ass (Yeah, yeah)
If I run into him I probably pat him on his back (Pat him on they back)
I don't play with pussy I might just get that ho' a rack (Give that ho' a band)
Murder at the hotel, she can't pull up where I'm at (Pull up where I'm at)
Thirty and a fourty, I keep a scrap just like a brat
[?] was semi until he put some on the back