Field Day
GHB Baby and KeVontre'
Watch: New Singing Lesson Videos Can Make Anyone A Great Singer
Coutin racks with lil shawty she the baddest Hunnid racks on my neck living lavage Hoes be fake Yeah i swear they finna vanish Niggas gon flake Yeah i swear they bringing damage Swear they bringing pain But i can't even hold it on Ian even drop But they say it's they favorite song Put it in the sky i can't always be holding on When you try to cope Then you'll always get folded on I done some shit that I can't speak about We finna pull up with this choppa We gon walk him down Better you get less niggas seem to be around These niggas talking on sum shit that they don't know about Keep quiet for you get up on that shirt Imma hate to have to do it But ill do it if it's worth Put my heart and my all into every single verse Told my bro we gon ball till we put up in a hearse Told my bro we gon make it Niggas coppin czs faking like they made it How you say you hatin' but I'm all upon yo playlist Finna let this shit ride for a minute Told my bro we gon ball for a minute Told my bro we won't fall for a minute Know my bro he gon shoot he a menace Get to the bag yea i know imma finish Told my bro we gon ball for a minute Told my bro we won't fall for a minute Know my bro he gon shoot he a menace Get to the bag yea i know imma finish Coutin racks with lil shawty she the baddest Hunnid racks on my neck living lavage Hoes be fake Yeah i swear they finna vanish Niggas gon flake Yeah i swear they bringing damage Swear they bringing pain But i can't even hold it on Ian even drop But they say it's they favorite song Put it in the sky i can't always be holding on When you try to cope Then you'll always get folded on Like i be vibing on these shits Sliding in the whip I got felons in this bitch So imma stay upon my shit On my own shit On my own shit Imma stay upon my shit on my own shit Got that act up in my cup I gotta pour it up Know i gotta run it up for myself And i don't want nobody help Imma get it by myself Cause they gon stab you in yo back just for themselves I be thinking am I good enough I don't know yet I got some bread upon my plate but I don't know yet Like where we finna go after this I don't know that I don't know that Ion know that Pull up two seater right up in that mayback Nigga hated back then better hold that I got up on my racks for a minute Cash for a minute Now they came back now like i owed that Ion owe these niggas nothin They ain't help me back then i had nothin Ion cause imma stay on all tens And imma keep going when we sliding in that benz Coutin racks with lil shawty she the baddest Hunnid racks on my neck living lavage Hoes be fake Yeah i swear they finna vanish Niggas gon flake Yeah i swear they bringin' damage Swear they bringing pain But i can't even hold it on Ian even drop But they say it's they favorite song Put it in the sky i can't always be holding on When you try to cope Then you'll always get folded on
Struggling with Field Day? Become a better singer in 30 days with these videos!
Citation
Use the citation below to add these lyrics to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Field Day Lyrics." Lyrics.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 13 May 2024. <https://www.lyrics.com/lyric-lf/5486788/GHB+Baby+and+KeVontre%27/Field+Day>.
Discuss the Field Day Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In