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lirik lagu trenchbaby 67 - “died in dior”

[intro]
(jetson made another one)
yeah…
(grrah—boom, boom)
ayy, ayy, trenchbaby…
67 forever, b~tch!
yeah…

[verse 1]
woke up with my glock, not my b~tch—paranoid as f~ck (f~ck!)
demons in dior, my closet haunted, sh~t get rough (facts!)
lost my bro in saks, his blood on prada, that’s enough (boom!)
got a switch in my mirror closet—blow a opp, no bluff (brrrrah!)
pop out clean but i’m dirty mentally, death on my fit (on god)
seen that n~gga freeze up in that alley, he got hit (p~ssy!)
don’t ask me ’bout no rumors, i ain’t clearin’ up no sh~t (nah!)
but i seen n~ggas brag on drills they never even did (lame~ass!)
i got trauma in my fendi, pills stuffed in my lv (perkys!)
i can’t trust no hoe, these b~tches set up like they police (snakes!)
my closet got bodies in it, trench coat full of grief (grrah!)
i be flashin’ all these racks but pain deep underneath (no cap!)

[chorus]
i done seen a real opp die in dior (boom!)
blood hit the stitching, left stains on the floor (ugh!)
tryna look fresh but his soul ain’t pure (nah!)
better have your bl!ck if you steppin’ in war (on god!)
i done seen a real opp die in dior
tryna flex bands, but his soul got torn
designer don’t heal sh~t, trauma still pour (pourin’!)
glocks on the dresser, i sleep by war (by war!)
[verse 2]
they said he got style, now he bleedin’ on the tag (dead!)
he was cappin’ in his comments, now he zipped in a bag (facts!)
tried to run in off~whites, now his face on a flag (boom!)
p~ssy boy got tagged out, just for throwin’ up a flag (b~tch!)
i see ghosts in my amiris, blood walk in my dreams (sleep!)
switch beam light up a scene like a movie screen (grrah!)
i ain’t never been a rapper, i’m a pain machine (no rapper!)
these 7.62s make a f~ckboy sing (skrrt!)
i got dior on my shoulder, trauma in my sock (real sh~t!)
b~tch, i don’t do therapy, i talk to my glock (talk to it!)
drank red, cry black, think my soul on lock (locked!)
feds lurkin’, but this srt don’t stop (skrrt off!)

[chorus]
i done seen a real opp die in dior (boom!)
blood hit the stitching, left stains on the floor (p~ssy!)
tryna look fresh but his soul ain’t pure (nah!)
better have your bl!ck if you steppin’ in war (grrah, grrah!)
i done seen a real opp die in dior
tryna flex bands, but his soul got torn
designer don’t heal sh~t, trauma still pour (still pourin’!)
glocks on the dresser, i sleep by war (sleep by war!)

[outro]
grrah, boom!
trench talk, b~tch… 67th forever
put my pain in this fashion—n~ggas die lookin’ fly
shhh…
(we don’t speak on that…)

- lirik lagu trenchbaby 67

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