Warhol.ss - In The Field lyrics

[Intro: Warhol] When I'm in the field Yeah I'm in the field He ain't in the field When I'm in the field Warhol In the field When I'm in the field He ain't in the field He ain't in the field [Hook: Warhol] When I'm in the field Gotta watch my back Love gon' get you k**ed 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 [Verse 1: Warhol] I ain't got no patience Like that pressure when I'm in the field Focused on this money cause these b**hes they gon' get you k**ed Bag it up, b**h I bag it up Do this sh** forreal Understand, oh he didn't do the xan well Ion wan' see People in my ear like boy you next, but I see it true Work my life away until I'm walking, living, breathing truth Count these blues, so I'm countin' till my coupe ain't got no roof Be up out my business, n***as always try me in a loop Ridin' 'round, East side, terror town Just might blow you down Taliban wit' me, duck or dead, 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 [Hook: Warhol] When I'm in the field Gotta watch my back Love gon' get you k**ed 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 [Verse 2: Uno] Ridin' through the land Wit' my man, takin' over the land This b**h, off a half a Perc, 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 n***a a** for that tough Tony n***as say he know me He ain't know me He wan' get to know me Talk just like me And he walk just like me Think he wanna clone me This b**h s** me up so hard that I get to moaning And she like it, ooh And she gay, yeah I think she dikin' n***a tryna run up on me, boy, that's his third strike Chopper gon' bite him out, no more, like creme light Is your decision right before you come and risk your life [Hook: Warhol] When I'm in the field Gotta watch my back Love gon' get you k**ed 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