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Field* Lyrics by Quelly Woo

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[Verse 1: Certi2Sturdy]
Young niggas stay havin' motion, been havin' packs
If you ain't noticed, on the roads trappin' wit' the tan
He could get shot if he on some folk shit
Savin' this bread, I'm heroic
Back bitch, crack her, you know she gon' throw that
Tucker wit' me, that's the cuzzy
Any situation, I know that he throwin'
Been in the field, niggas know that shit get real
Hop out, you know that I'm totin' that steel
Niggas pussy, they don't know the field
I done [?]
[Verse 2: Tucker Hundredz]
Still in the field wit' some 'rips
The ones I know that's not gon' switch
Certi wit' me love to spin
You see the devil when he grin
I told him, "Aim above the chin"
Beam on the G, it's equipped
Call it Michael, you thе Vic'
'Cause I ain't missin' when I spin
[Verse 3: Certi2Sturdy]
Give a fuck if that V got tints
Maskеd up, ready for the hit
Droppin' my shit and you know that it's lit
Wit' my suvys, we 100 Clocc Crip
Don't give a fuck and I'm movin' like Wick
And you know I perform wit' the sitch'
Don't come to me about a bitch
That's the shit get you shot in your shit
[Verse 4: Quelly Woo]
Like, look, you know Sturdy get sturdy with it
Bad bitch got good brain like she nerdy and shit
Nick, Lu spliffed, like
[?], wait
Long live TDott and Pop Smoke
I see a dizzy, I'm lettin' this shot go
[?] fast [?] like I'm shadow
Where you gon' run when hollows comin' at you? Look
Call the G Ronda Rousey, shit got a cool kick
I'm with Tuck', he know how to use it
I'm tryna glow, no Rilla
You out of frame, no picture
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Like, I'ma spin on that block
I'ma send three shots 'cause he think he a savage
See a opp, I'ma have to pack him
This is Clocc, gotta know shit get drastic
How I'm livin' this shit is the fast way
I know niggas still fiendin' for back pay
But I'm on the roads every day tappin'
Gotta know young nigga needin' [?]
But I'm on it, ain't no slackin'
See a opp, I'ma pack him
Niggas pussy, they ain't really with it
Swerve on them Ds, you know that I'm diggin'
In a lot me and bro in that Civic
Masked up so you know that we with it
Any situation know I'm spinnin'
Any situation know I'm drillin'
[Verse 2: Tucker Hundredz]
Niggas been weird [?]
But I don't care 'cause I'ma throw
Still [?]
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Quelly Woo

Quelly Woo

About “Field*” by Quelly Woo

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