Lyrics In the Field - Drummakid
Oh
no
they
ain't
see
this
coming
We
dem
new
niggaz
in
the
field
counting
money
On
my
A
game
I
don't
fuck
with
crash
dummy's
Bitch
I
come
in
peace
but
all
my
dawgs
keep
it
gully
HEY
Now
this
right
here
is
that
boom
chacka
lacka
Taking
shots
of
Henny
might
as
well
call
it
the
choppa
If
he's
talking
shit
they
gon'
hit
'm
with
that
blocka
Feeling
like
Hov
and
Ye
tell
me
who
gon'
stop
us
Ho
let's
get
it
started,
you
already
know
it
Yeah
I
go
retarded,
money
keep
me
going
Bitch
I'm
on
my
a
game,
need
my
pockets
swollen
Taking
shots
like
an
AK,
standing
on
your
sofa
Shorty
it's
the
KRUGANG,
ho
check
my
shoe
game
All
my
shit
be
litty
bitch
yeah
I
got
that
new
flame
Me
I
never
did
the
water
whipping
by
the
flow
got
me
in
the
dopegame
Got
the
homie's
in
cut
tonight
and
we're
gonna
turn
this
bitch
into
the
soultrain
I
be
chilling
on
the
low,
steady
dodging
al
the
hoes
Get
me
dem
racks
and
I
go,
get
me
dem
stacks
and
I
blow
It
ain't
enough
I
need
mo,
getting
do
re
mi
fa
so
Ey
he
a
fraud
nigga
gotta
go
I
go
the
sauce
drippin'
on
the
flo
Hey
Oh
no
they
ain't
see
this
coming
We
dem
new
niggaz
in
the
field
counting
money
On
my
A
game
I
don't
fuck
with
crash
dummy's
Bitch
I
come
in
peace
but
all
my
dawgs
keep
it
gully
HEY
Oh
no
they
ain't
see
this
coming
We
dem
new
niggaz
in
the
field
counting
money
On
my
A
game
I
don't
fuck
with
crash
dummy's
Bitch
I
come
in
peace
but
all
my
dawgs
keep
it
gully
HEY
He
got
dem
birds
and
he's
gonna
sell
it,
12
pull-up
baby
no
telling
Married
to
the
money
no
wedding,
I
got
that
loud
bitch
I
know
you
smell
it
I
was
busy
in
my
own
lane
yeah
you
really
thought
I
was
lost
huh
Lame
nigga
you
should
know
better
get
the
fam
straight
homie
boss
up
Shorty
wanna
do
nasty
but
I
keep
it
Cole
like
I'm
Ashley
Bitch
I
rather
be
where
the
cash
be
better
catch
the
wave
like
I'm
Max
B
Last
year
around
this
time
I
was
getting
money
going
on
tour
Nowadays
I
be
talking
with
my
man
Drew
we
gon'
do
our
own
tour
If
dem
dudes
ain't
down
for
the
ride
C'est
La
Vi
nigga
bonjour
Know
you
ain't
down
with
the
feeling
dawg
but
yo
main
chick
she
be
wanting
more
If
a
nigga
get
that
100
k
imma
stack
it
up
do
the
250
Hit
a
nigga
with
the
peace
sign
imma
gudda
hippy
yelling
who
wit
me?
Lately
I've
been
in
my
vibe
cooking
up
like
a
chef
do
Eat
a
rapper
dead
or
alive
leave
you
niggaz
with
the
residue
Pretty
yellow
bone
got
the
glo
I
call
her
Pikachu
Molly,
xanz,
lean,
gass
all
she
gotta
do
is
pick
and
choose
I
had
to
swith
up
the
flow,
I
had
my
grip
on
her
throat
Feeling
like
Gucci
Man
coming
home,
yeah
you
be
cuffing
that
bitch
free
ya
hoe
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