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field goal - blac youngsta & yo gotti lyrics

[intro]
(turn me up, yc)
(skydiddy)

[chorus: blac youngsta]
p*ssy n*gga (p*ssy), get up with me (n*gga)
get your issue, yeah, i keep my youngster
up my sh*t, expeditious (grr), i’m too official (bag)
n*gga play with me, swear to god, i’m blowing a whistle (i swear to god)
woo, i’m blowing a whistle (grr), p*ssy hoes (p*ssy hoes)
stanky legs (stanky legs), pretty toes (pretty toes)
blow the whistle (blowin’ a whistle), field goal (field goal)
when i let that switch go, it feel like a stove (hot, hot)

[verse 1: blac youngsta]
i tried to send the bl!cks, i swear to god, my opps, they dug me (who?)
i come k!ll you up with some petty sh*t, like you said, “f*ck me” (true)
last n*gga tried touch me, he got face shot, left him lunge me (f*ck that n*gga)
i’m big blood or ride, we homicide, that double hummy (what’s up?)
i’m creeping, late night, i got the drop, i’m on the front street (i’m outside)
when i catch a body, i ain’t speaking on sh*t, i’m sorry, this concrete (woo)
pull up, stretch you for your ropes so ain’t no need to front me (b*tch*ass n*gga)
i’m pulling up taking like the grinch ’cause they took from me (that’s on who?)
mafioso with this sh*t, the streets left me with war wounds (war wounds)
i’m protecting my body with this chopper, this ain’t no cartoon (cartoon)
bulletproof vest when i ride, you know, i got a lot of guns (lot of guns)
you try approach this car, i swear to god, i let go my broom (gang, gang, gang)
[chorus: blac youngsta & yo gotti]
p*ssy n*gga (p*ssy), get up with me (n*gga)
get your issue, yeah, i keep my youngster
up my sh*t, expeditious (grr), i’m too official (bag)
n*gga play with me, swear to god, i’m blowing a whistle (i swear to god)
woo, i’m blowing a whistle (grr), p*ssy hoes (p*ssy hoes)
stanky legs (stanky legs), pretty toes (pretty toes)
blow the whistle (blowin’ a whistle), field goal (yeah, yeah)
when i let that switch go, it feel like a stove (n*gga, look)

[verse 2: yo gotti]
i’m untouchable (i am), if a n*gga whack me, got to be my partner and them
we walk in them labels, sign our own checks like we robbing them (yeah)
i slide through my city, presidential, like i’m biden and them
we put work in b*tches houses but we don’t come finding them
i’m a vulture (i am), if i’m out here hunting, you know i’m finding them (come here)
i’m a lil’ order, patience bad, my advice, don’t be playing with him (for real)
conversations (conversations), face to face (face to face)
talk on the phones (never answer), you catchin’ cases (catchin’ cases)
my b*tch say she don’t feel safe ’cause i’ve been sleeping with that drac’ at night (woah)
mama say i need therapy, maybe she wrong, but then again, maybe she right (yeah)
i’ve been hearing whispers in these streets and i don’t take sh*t light (wait, where it’s at, what, what?)
wake up, grab my scr*p, i don’t play with life ’cause i can’t live it twice (yeah)

- blac youngsta yo gotti lyrics

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