In the Field

When I'm in the field, uh, ayy, yeah
 Yeah, I'm in the field, uh, nah, ayy
 You ain't in the field, uh, ayy, ayy
 What? Yeah, uh
 When I'm in the field, uh
 (12 Hunna on the beat)
 Uh, uh, uh, uh (Warhol in the field)
 When I'm in the field, uh (Nah)
 He ain't in the field, uh
 He ain't in the field, uh (Bitch)
 Yeah, I'm in the field, uh
 Yeah, I'm in the field, uh
 (DJ Flippp, make-make the money flip)
 Yeah, uh
 When I'm in the field, gotta watch my back
 Love gon' get you killed, hate gon' get you wacked
 When I'm in the field, gotta keep that Gat
 Gotta keep that pack, ball out like I'm Shaq
 When I'm in the field, Ima make a play
 Ima roll a eighth, take that to the face
 When I'm in the field, I got cookie taste
 All he got is shake, get that out my way
 I ain't got no patience, Like that pressure when I'm in the field
 Focused on this money cause these bitches they gon' get you killed
 Bag it up, bitch I bag it up, Do this shit forreal
 Understand, I only do the Xan, when Ion wan' feel
 People in my ear like boy you next, but I see it true
 Work my life away until I'm walking, living, breathing proof
 Count these blues, so I'm countin' till my coupe ain't got no roof
 Be up out my business, niggas always try me in a loop
 Ridin' 'round, east side, terror town, just might blow you down
 Taliban wit' me, duck or get hit wit' like fifty rounds
 Peeped she ride with me, money talk, move like fifty pounds
 Tag gon' watch my back, that's my brother, we like blood hounds
 When I'm in the field, gotta watch my back
 Love gon' get you killed, hate gon' get you wacked
 When I'm in the field, gotta keep that Gat
 Gotta keep that pack, ball out like I'm Shaq
 When I'm in the field, Ima make a play
 Ima roll a eighth, take that to the face
 When I'm in the field, I got cookie taste
 All he got is shake, get that out my way
 Ooh, ridin' through the land, with my man, takin' over the land
 This bitch, off a half a Per', off a half a Xan'
 Big dick, up, up in the back, she can't even stand
 I can't stand up off the lean, I'm fallin' down like quicksand
 Quick hands, beat a nigga ass for that tough Tony
 Niggas say he know me, he don't know me, he want get to know me
 Talk just like me and he walk just like me, think he wanna clone me
 This bitch suck me up so hard that I get to moaning
 And she like it, ooh, and she gay, yeah, I think she dykin'
 Nigga tryna run up on me, well, that's his third strike, ooh
 Chopper gon' bite him out no more like Christmas light, ooh
 Is your decision right before you come and risk your life? Ooh
 When I'm in the field, gotta watch my back
 Love gon' get you killed, hate gon' get you wacked
 When I'm in the field, gotta keep that Gat
 Gotta keep that pack, ball out like I'm Shaq
 When I'm in the field, Ima make a play
 Ima roll a eighth, take that to the face
 When I'm in the field, I got cookie taste
 All he got is shake, get that out my way