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field trip final - ‎bvbvs lyrics

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[chorus]
got a b*tch to ride or die
ride it just like it’s on my bike (woah*woah)
do this all to circulate (doin’ what?)
f*ck her, just to make her late (ayy, woah*woah)
throw it just so i can ride
take her just so i can ride (woah*woah)
calling just so i can ride
ride it just how i like my bike
take her on a field trip
take her on a race (schyeah)
take her on a trip (schyeah)
take her out her house

[verse 1]
i’m spittin’ out venom
the baby not real, it’s not in ’em
send ’em a letter, i k!ll ’em
close that door boy, wе dismiss him
i done got too high, just a little
and i’m out my mind, just a little
rеd lambo’, red skittle
double o*5, we criminal
i ain’t bought a yacht, bought a missile
tape on the gun, can’t miss ’em
tape on it
shake on it, shake on it
uh, shawty keep f*ckin’ my bones
movin’ too fast, ’bout to break somethin’
shawty keep hidin’ my phone
you keep doin’ that, i’ma break somethin’
nah*nah*nah*nah*nah*nah*nah*nah*nah, break somethin’
[chorus]
got a b*tch to ride or die
ride it just like it’s on my bike (woah*woah)
do this all to circulate (doin’ what?)
f*ck her, just to make her late (ayy, woah*woah)
throw it just so i can ride
take her just so i can ride (woah*woah)
calling just so i can ride
ride it just how i like my bike
(uh*uh) take her on a field trip
(uh*uh) take her on a race
(uh*uh) take her on a trip
(uh*uh) take her out her house

[verse 2]
whippin’ that b*tch like a rental
two hundred cash, my b*tch say i’m mental
medical plans, i’m all in her dental
we like a dog, i’m fresh out the kennel
say, “gas,” they rollin’ up fennel
ain’t on my level, lil’ b*tch, don’t reach
always hollerin’ ’bout you rich, we riche
this ain’t no regular cheddar, this quiche

[bridge]
you ain’t outside, i wish it was different (uh*uh, uh*uh)
you ain’t outside, i wish it was different (uh*uh, uh*uh)
[verse 3: spectre]
dodgin’ the [?] posts
we not no regular folks
don’t take no photos, no promo
i don’t do no yoga, lil’ b*tch, i am not tryna pose
thought you could push me, i been through the highs and the lows
gone off that nitrous, so n*ggas can’t see me, they don’t want the smoke
look at the damage they did to the g.o.a.t
i can’t believe you say you’re out of my league
when i could have bought every one of the teams that you watch
they wanted me outline and chopped
they threw dirt at my name and they rubbed in the [?]
that’s what i thought
i had some debt but i paid mine off
the life of celebrity definitely made me my [?]
but that’s why i got it

[chorus]
got a b*tch to ride or die
ride it just like it’s on my bike
do this all to circulate (doin’ what?)
f*ck her, just to make her late (ayy)
throw it just so i can ride
take her just so i can ride (what*what?)
calling just so i can ride
ride it just how i like my bike
take her on a field trip
take her on a race
take her on a trip
take her out her house

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