Smoke In Da Field

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Really nigga
You a stupid nigga acting like u
Don't feel me nigga
I'm a killer nigga
Ask yo bitch I'm drilly nigga
Wit no feelings nigga
Catch a body in field
Leave da body in da field catch a body in field
Leave da body in da field
You're in a smoke free zone you don't Want no smoke hookah Swisher leaves
I want all the smoke
I know how to move in the room for the snake niggas
You is some fake niggas
What the F*ck you talking about Nigga I make niggas
Crakkin trays But I'm with the folks please don't Lose control drilly flow
But I'm super Cold act like you know fresh to death so take a photo
All my niggas going local outside Going postal
Wit da toaster dats fo, four
This da shit live fo
This da shit I kill fo shook
Only explanation for the look
Taking a life now a crook
Let me work let me cook
Wait let me look let me look
Money stack like a book bitches on me like uh bitches on me like uh
Flip it turn it to a party
Day in the life like gnarly
Turn my life to a movie
One take Denzel shit
One life with two clips
Drill down with a bad bitch
I stay chill like Hamic
Ain't got time for homage making Good on my promise to my kids my Momma
And to my baby mommas
Swear to God I got us
I'm a different kind of mobster Shellfish in my pasta these guys Imposters
I keep it crakkin like lobsters
I swear to God it's a process
Even through the all drama even Through the all drama swear to that o got us
Really nigga you a Stupid nigga
Acting like u don't feel me nigga I'm A killer nigga ask yo bitch I'm drilly Nigga
Wit no feelings nigga
Catch a body in field
Leave da body in da field catch a Body in the field
Leave da body in da field
Wats crakin
I was late but still good fashion
Big ting on my hip no lackin
Stay strapped like back Packs packin
Dat broke bitch was jus a distraction
I'm chillin with Andrew Jackson Times 50 I'm a keep it a stack then
(Uh ok)
Um This is dat drip
Been up for some nights trying
To work on my shit and shit dat I Write be so dope as a bitch
Show you how to cook dope
Without using your wrist
Um now I need a jeweler to help me With all of the pain in medulla
The diamonds the princess cuts all on My wrist looking so brutal
I came up from noodles
I had nothing to lose
Till I had something to prove
But I love to win, win, win
So don't be confuse
Can't understand me
Till you walk in my shoes
A boss never take a loss
My bounce back like cooked cracc
Taylor Swift shake it off
Night Shift I get it off
From Green hard or the
Soft
From the traphouse to a loft
Baby everybody ain't a boss
Everybody ain't a boss baby everybody ain't
Everybody ain't a boss
Like
Um what's crakkin
Big ting all black like Batman
I'm da bomb like Taliban
In minivan
Boom explosion
Ha ha ha ha ha tic tic tic tic tic boom Explosion

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