Lyrics Nail In The Coffin - 2Gun Yvng , AB Honcho

You in the field
In the field take precaution
Say it's a drill
See a kill better off him
I spin a wheels with a Larkin
I do a drill while I'm walking
Already dead

Already dead, one to his head, that's the nail in the coffin
We bending wheels and we spark them
Burn them, in the field I'm an arson
Better chill with the talking
Before your grill be a target
I'm loyalty gang, we ain't the same
Different worlds, I'm a Martian
White girls say I'm awesome
And we got soft, hard, loud, different pills on the market
Chasing bills, I'm exhausted
We tryna peel out them porsches
If it ain't real I don't floss it
Gonna know when I'm up when the ice yellow letting lemon spill like a faucet
Say one time it's a gun line don't get killed tryna cross it
Cause I'm good but my gun sick and it spit shells when it's coughing
I'm after the bread never a hoe I hate when girls try to force it
My boss bitches get money
All you getting is abortions
G shit I adore shit
I'm in his build like his closet
Waiting, ready
It be a drill when I park him
I like chicks in a tight fit and some high heels when she walking
But I rather get a new lamb with a fishtail like a dolphin
For these two Ls I'll go nuts
Want smoke nigga roll up
Turn his face into lunch meat with a cool blade that's cold cuts
If it get real then the pole bust
2Gun never fold up
I'm Loyalty Life and rocking some ice the only time a nigga froze up
On God

Oh you in the field
In the field take precaution
Say it's a drill
See a kill better off him
I spin a wheels with a Larkin
I do a drill while I'm walking
He already dead, one to his head
That's the nail in the coffin

Already dead, one to his head
That's the nail in the coffin
Boy I'm in the field and this shit is real
Done did drills while I'm walking
Pop out the cut and I spark them
If you see a kill better off him
I'm uppin' the pipe, I show him the light
Then leave a nigga in the darkness
Bitch I'm the shooter hit the target
No I'm not with the talking
Loyalty in my circle
So if it's beef then we all in
Shooter gang in the building
Got them nervous soon as we walk in
We see a opp we gon' blitz
Hit stick them we gon charge them
Ima get rich or Ima die trying got a nigga feeling like I'm Marcus
Guns out when we marching
With that stopper nigga I'm a marksman
Surround myself around bosses
Done took some wins and some losses
Niggas claim that they want beef
But I swear these niggaz be the softest
Bitches mad that they lost him
Baby girl I don't reminisce
Niggas mad that I swerved them
Had to keep a little distance
Had to go and handle business
AB go complete the mission
Shoot a nigga I aint missing
Shoot a nigga I aint missing

If you don't want a problem then don't be the body the shotty will tag
I come from the gutter don't play with my brother I will catch a body for AB
And bitch don't be asking me questions like Yvng, how many bodies you have
Cause I probably bodied your Dad, I used to be broke then I got in my bag

Oh you in the field
In the field take precaution
Say it's a drill
See a kill better off him
I spin a wheels with a Larkin
I do a drill while I'm walking
He already dead, one to his head
That's the nail in the coffin