field* / private jet! - vonte* (rapper) lyrics
[intro: field*]
woah, woah
woah!
[chorus: autumn!]
yeah
mama told me i’m a legend in the making
we still go juggin’ don’t know how i’m gonna make it, yea, yuh
ha, for real though, yuh
n*gga want smoke we gon k!ll bro
big bro still in the field though, woah
still tryna count up a mil’ though, woah, woah
all red coupe with the engine in the rear though, woah
these n*ggas lame, they weirdos, woah
other n*ggas nah i don’t fear those, yea
m’s in the bank, yeah i’m near those, yea
still tryna cop me a enzo
nah we ain’t f*ckin’ with the rental, nah
[verse: vonte]
huh, yea, nah we ain’t f*cking with the rentals
all state coupe yea the enzo to benzo
talkin’ that sh*t get popped like a pimple
[?]
i hit a bag, lil boy its so simple
[?]
one more beat sh*t, these n*ggas [?]
yeah, yeah, huh, yeah
he got a stick boy we know that boy ain’t spraying
all on her knees, but that b*tch ain’t praying
came with a beam, n*gga we ain’t playing
yuh, [?]
they don’t wanna talk, these n*ggas they be playing
they don’t wanna talk, these n*ggas they be paying
ha, ha, [?], moved that, good dope moved that
oh you gotta a stick, huh shoot that
g26 make a lil n*gga move back
yea, move back
yea, knew that
n*ggas be broke, i knew that
n*ggas be broke, i knew that
[chorus: autumn!]
yeah
mama told me i’m a legend in the making
we still go juggin’ don’t know how i’m gonna make it, yea, yuh
ha, for real though, yuh
n*gga want smoke we gon k!ll bro
big bro still in the field though, woah
still tryna count up a mil’ though, woah, woah
all red coupe with the engine in the rear though, woah
these n*ggas lame, they weirdos, woah
other n*ggas nah i don’t fear those, yea
m’s in the bank, yeah i’m near those, yea
still tryna cop me a enzo
nah we ain’t f*ckin’ with the rental, nah
[intro: private jet!]
woah, woah, woah
it’s surreal gang lil b*tch haha
eddie gianni
woah
[chorus: autumn!]
woah, whats that on my t**th, baby thats diamonds
rich and mill’ plain, perfect timing
on a lil pj, baby i’m flying
[?], [?], high as a pilot
i don’t trust these hoes i got mileage
lil ass pockets they childish
these lame n*ggas so childish
she said autumn uh you so stylish
woah!
[verse: vonte]
ha, i need some bands hit up weiland
yea, these lil n*ggas be wilding, huh
that lil hoe off a molly
lets go hit up [?]
she pop it like a olly
[?]
that’s another body
christian dior on my shoes
[?]
came in this bih with my troops
came*came with that gleek, i’m gon shoot
subi jeans, no [?]
.223 right at your roof
[?], rpms right through the roof
yeah! yeah! yeah!
eddie gianni
woah! woah!
perc 10, yeah ok
semi, yeah ok
100 bands, uh ok
it’s surreal gang lil b*tch haha
lean, lean, lean, ok
copy, we gon spray
i can’t go out sad no way, no
[chorus: autumn!]
woah, whats that on my t**th, baby thats diamonds
rich and mill’ plain, perfect timing
on a lil pj, baby i’m flying
[?], [?], high as a pilot
i don’t trust these hoes i got mileage
lil ass pockets they childish
these lame n*ggas so childish
she said autumn uh you so stylish
woah!
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