[Intro: Warhol]
When I'm in the field
Yeah I'm in the field
He ain't in the field
When I'm in the field
Warhol In the field
When I'm in the field
He ain't in the field
He ain't in the field
[Hook: Warhol]
When I'm in the field
Gotta watch my back
Love gon' get you killed
Hate gon' get you wacked
When I'm in the field
Gotta keep that Gat
Gotta keep that pack
Ball out like I'm Shaq
When I'm in the field
Ima make a play
Ima roll a eighth
Take that to the face
When I'm in the field
I got cookie taste
All he got is shake
Get that out my way
[Verse 1: Warhol]
I ain't got no patience
Like that pressure when I'm in the field
Focused on this money cause these bitches they gon' get you killed
Bag it up, bitch I bag it up
Do this shit forreal
Understand, oh he didn't do the xan well Ion wan' see
People in my ear like boy you next, but I see it true
Work my life away until I'm walking, living, breathing truth
Count these blues, so I'm countin' till my coupe ain't got no roof
Be up out my business, niggas always try me in a loop
Ridin' 'round, East side, terror town
Just might blow you down
Taliban wit' me, duck or dead, wit' like fifty rounds
Peeped she ride with me, money talk, move like fifty pounds
Tag gon' watch my back
That's my brother, we like blood hounds[Hook: Warhol]
When I'm in the field
Gotta watch my back
Love gon' get you killed
Hate gon' get you wacked
When I'm in the field
Gotta keep that Gat
Gotta keep that pack
Ball out like I'm Shaq
When I'm in the field
Ima make a play
Ima roll a eighth
Take that to the face
When I'm in the field
I got cookie taste
All he got is shake
Get that out my way[Verse 2: Uno]
Ridin' through the land
Wit' my man, takin' over the land
This bitch, off a half a Perc, off a half a Xan
Big dick, up, up in the back, she can't even stand
I can't stand up off the lean I'm fallin' down like quicksand
Quick hands, beat a nigga ass for that tough Tony
Niggas say he know me
He ain't know me
He wan' get to know me
Talk just like me
And he walk just like me
Think he wanna clone me
This bitch suck me up so hard that I get to moaning
And she like it, ooh
And she gay, yeah I think she dikin'
Nigga tryna run up on me, boy, that's his third strike
Chopper gon' bite him out, no more, like creme light
Is your decision right before you come and risk your life[Hook: Warhol]
When I'm in the field
Gotta watch my back
Love gon' get you killed
Hate gon' get you wacked
When I'm in the field
Gotta keep that Gat
Gotta keep that pack
Ball out like I'm Shaq
When I'm in the field
Ima make a play
Ima roll a eighth
Take that to the face
When I'm in the field
I got cookie taste
All he got is shake
Get that out my way
