iN THE FiELD Lyrics

I would pull up with electra, but there's no brain in your storm

Told them niggas put they neck up, and compensate for my word

I'm like sza, cut the check up, these niggas lame and they poor

I'm a call up david beckham, get in the field like before

I ain't fucking with these niggas, cause that would make me a whore

I'll be paving for many rappers, and waving them to the door

After giving them a sample, they begging me for some more

So I hop, back on the track, and i cook it up like a s'more

(Boom) Boom, when i clique clack up, onomatopoeia

I don't do the chit chat, give them birds a feeding

They be giving mix match, with my flow, they thieving

I'm a need my shit back, nevermind you keep it

Hyping up yours man's, hope you got the legs to walk it out

Call up tj and be like "shrek and donkey, what we talking 'bout?"

Man i heard my bestie beat you down and ran you out of town

So shut up, nigga (shut up, watch) watch your (mo-mo) mother fucking mouth

I ain't stutter, lil' nigga i ain't stutter, you gone stutter when you hear that jawnie coming

I'm so slick, too slick, real shit, man i cant believe a nigga not butter

I ain't stutter, lil' nigga i ain't stutter, you gone stutter when you hear that jawnie coming

I'm so slick, too slick, real shit, man i cant believe a nigga not butter

I would pull up with electra, but there's no brain in your storm

Told them niggas put they neck up, and compensate for my word

I'm like sza, cut the check up, these niggas lame and they poor

I'm a call up david beckham, get in the field like before

I ain't fucking with these niggas, cause that would make me a whore

I'll be paving for many rappers, and waving them to the door

After giving them a sample, they begging me for some more

So I hop, back on the track, and i cook it up like a s'more

(Had to) Had to jump a nigga, better know i got that shit on lock (got that shit on lock)

I hope you niggas made pit stops, cause i'm about to do these niggas like i did thot knox

Niggas square like box

(Imagine) Imagine getting beat up by a nigga that you wanted mad times (i could never)

Somebody better get them, im a bed rid them, make them flat line (do that shit in no time)

I'm never doing no time, they hear me talking, they tom, and niggas wasting my time on my watch

You say your bars better than mine

You must be out of your mind

You must be doing a line to get bops

You could've pulled up with your homie

Could've pulled up looking lonely

Could've pulled up with your mother or your pops (pops)

But either way it wouldn't matter, if my nigga in your presence, best believe me, all them niggas getting, shot

(Bitch) bitch this is a nigga with a (fye fye fye)

I got body-ody i'm, super fly like (scrapers now)

Niggas talk shit and they ain't even got a (nine to five)

Never slipping, send them to the table, gave them (body shots)

I cant wait to get this bag so i can ship you back uncannily

Saying that you want the smoke is like deathwish, final fantasy

Fuck everything that you stand for, fuck your family and vanity

I would pull up with electra, but there's no brain in your storm

Told them niggas put they neck up, and compensate for my word

I'm like sza, cut the check up, these niggas lame and they poor

I'm a call up david beckham, get in the field like before

I ain't fucking with these niggas, cause that would make me a whore

I'll be paving for many rappers, and waving them to the door

After giving them a sample, they begging me for some more

So I hop, back on the track, and i cook it up like a s'more (aye aye)