[Intro: TrenchBaby]
Clout, clout, clout, clout (Uh)
Just the richest gangbanger, uh
(Thanks Zachary)
(Tee'd this bitch up, Tone)
Uh, uh

[Verse 1: Trench Baby & Polo G]
Dracos, MAC's, and XDs, Benji go wild, we gon' wake up the neighbors (Grrra)
One up top in this blick, I ain't gotta cock this bitch, know it's one in the chamber
Lil' boy wanted clout, now his ass famous
We kill him now, don't care about no later
Now she wanna fuck on the richest gang banger
But it's merched on the gang, I don't love no lady
We in the back of the Maybach, that bitch a Mercedes
Ain't pullin' over they gon' have to chase me (Grrra)
FN like a chopper, that bitch got a safety
Came shootin' at his crib, now his crib look vacant
.45 get to shootin', now he friеd like bacon
Bitch, I'm a trench baby, can sensе when it's dangerous
And if she won't fuck, then the gang won't make her (Uh)
And the way we at home, bitch we ball like the lakers (Grra, grra)

[Verse 2: Polo G]
It's lil' Cap, and lil' Trench, you won't come after us
Glock perform and he wrappin' shit up
They gon' need your height for a coffee we scorin'
Like {?} you ever start sizin' him up
New pipes, bodies, and back end's
Hoes doin' backbends, we just keep assin' shit up
He like to diss when we rappin'
We catch him lackin', we just gon' clap him to dust
Hell nah, I ain't cappin' 'bout shit, Evergreen where I'm stamped
Why the fuck would I lie to you n***as
Flow-through the 'Raq, in them 'Burbans
Cali's and foreign's, we like to ride with them blickers
We got that call on the E-way, foenem start swervin'
We out in traffic, go get him
It be the n***as who like sneak dissin' the hood
They'll see me and they ask for a picture
Fuck you mad 'bout, A handout or some'
You don't like all these bands that I'm thumbin'
Oh he prob' just mad I ain't front him
He can't say that he ran off with nothin'
Seventeen on the race to a million
Slow ground everyday, I was huntin'
Now I {?} when 'em dead, they slump em'
He got caught with his pants down, runnin'