Invite Only Song Lyrics

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Song:– Invite Only

Singer:– TrenchBaby

Featuring:– Polo G & G Herbo

Producer:– DJ Tony Tone, Yakree & Prod. By AB

Written:– TrenchBaby, Polo G, G Herbo, DJ Tony Tone, Yakree & Prod. By AB

Lead Vocals:– Polo G, G Herbo & TrenchBaby

Invite Only Lyrics TrenchBaby ft. Polo G & G Herbo

[Intro: TrenchBaby]
Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah (Uh)
Bitch, it’s the richest gangbanger, uh
(Thanks Yakree)
(T’d this bitch up, Tone)
Uh, uh

[Chorus: Trench Baby, Polo G]
Dracos, MAC’s, and Nick’s, might have him blitz, I’ma wake up the neighbors (Brrah)
Beam on the gun, ain’t no runnin’, you duckin’, I’m dumpin’, this Glock got a laser (Brrah)
I might just walk on this bitch with my gun out, .45 compact, I plan on bustin’ (Brrah)
And we got drums like a band, if you play, then we sprayin’, we scorin’ like Andre Drummond (C’mon)
He tried to reach for my lil chain and died
Cap’ hit the back, I’ma come through the side
You would think my niggas hot’nem ’cause I could not stop them, ReRock down to ride (Brrah)
Pull up and shoot, I’m a dump out a nine
Who the fuck savin’ bullets? I’m dumpin’ the mag
Put a new beam on the glizzy, it came with a fit, tryna to slide through with no miles (Brrah)
(Uh)

[Verse 1: Polo G]
It’s Lil’ Cap’ and Trench, who gon’ come after us?
Glock perform and he wrappin’ shit up
They gon’ need your height for a coffin, we scorin’ like bosses, you ever start sizin’ him up
New pipes, bodies, and back end’s
Hoes doin’ backbends, we just keep addin’ shit up
He like to diss when he 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 niggas?
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 niggas who like sneak dissin’ the hood, they’ll see me and ask for one picture
Fuck you mad ’bout, a handout or something?
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 grind everyday, I was huntin’
Now if I want ’em dead, they slump him
He got caught with his pants down, runnin’ (Uh, uh)

[Chorus: Trench Baby]
Dracos, MAC’s, and Nick’s, might have him blitz, I’ma wake up the neighbors (Brrah)
Beam on the gun, ain’t no runnin’, you duckin’, I’m dumpin’, this Glock got a laser (Brrah)
I might just walk on this bitch with my gun out, .45 compact, I plan on bustin’ (Brrah)
And we got drums like a band, if you play, then we sprayin’, we scorin’ like Andre Drummond (C’mon)
He tried to reach for my lil chain and died
Cap’ hit the back, I’ma come through the side
You would think my niggas hot’nem ’cause I could not stop them, ReRock down to ride (Brrah)
Pull up and shoot, I’m a dump out a nine
Who the fuck savin’ bullets? I’m dumpin’ the mag
Put a new beam on the glizzy, it came with a fit, tryna to slide through with no miles (Brrah)

[Verse 2: G Herbo]
Don’t know what happened
All I know nigga play wit’ me, I’m clappin’
Automatic all my whips, I’m not rappin’
Bitch, I’m on my Lamb when I pick up the backend, uh
Ayy, yeah, I’m from that end
150 EBK, if ever that end
Up a stick, let it spray if I’m lackin’
I’ma still play it safe, if it’s crackin’, uh (Phew)
Won’t sell the truth
Boost you up, what that pill do
Used to see demons off them boulders, now I’m sober, I still do (Still)
Ask for help, then look in the mirror and tell myself, “It’s the real you”
Everyday I pray to follow my dreams, nigga like knees, ’til they kill you (Why kill you?)
I blow a hundred, I feel to
You ain’t get money, I’on feel you (Fuck)
Bitch I’m straight from them trenches too
Laundry bag smell like mildew
Still tryna get rich wit’ my crew
Even though I turned down a deal or two (Ayy)
I prolly let off a clip or two
Prolly got behind a wheel or two, uh

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