fieldday freestyle - pasto flocco lyrics
[intro]
ayo, j6, turn that up
[chorus]
if it ain’t ’bout bread, don’t care
i don’t do no dates, i don’t do romance
how the f*ck is your shooter on xans?
h*ll nah, i ain’t takin’ that chance
’cause n*ggas be cap for the ‘gram
keep a stick in my hand like i’m [?]
n*ggas fall like a [?] pants
bust a u*turn, he think he get bands
[verse]
got the heat in my hand like a pan
i be throwin’ straight bullets like cam
smokin’ zaza, ain’t doin’ no xans
i just be poppin’ my sh*t, ’cause i know that i can
oh sh*t, that’s an opp, give him air like a fan
i cannot walk in the store with a band
i gotta walk in the store with some bands
pour up a four of that sh*t ’til i land
high as f*ck, i don’t even think i’ma land
he rolled a [?] but he can’t with these grams
ain’t coppin’ no eighth, straight cap on the scales
opp at the red light, that’s who i’ll k!ll
straight head*shots like it’s ask lil bill
i don’t know where you be, but it’s not in the field
put ice on my t**th, thanks for the chills
only bustin’ that gun ’cause i’m shootin’ to k!ll
they know my body like it’s dr. phil
i’m goin’ up like i sprint up the hill
i’m a hot ass n*gga, i ain’t got no chill
in real life a b*tch but on twitter you real
seen his ass up in barneys, now he shop on grailed
[chorus]
if it ain’t ’bout bread, don’t care
i don’t do no dates, i don’t do romance
how the f*ck is your shooter on xans?
h*ll nah, i ain’t takin’ that chance
’cause n*ggas be cap for the ‘gram
keep a stick in my hand like i’m [?]
n*ggas fall like a [?] pants
bust a u*turn, he think he get bands
[verse]
got the heat in my hand like a pan
i be throwin’ straight bullets like cam
smokin’ zaza, ain’t doin’ no xans
i just be poppin’ my sh*t, ’cause i know that i can
oh sh*t, that’s an opp, give him air like a fan
i cannot walk in the store with a band
i gotta walk in the store with some bands
pour up a four of that sh*t ’til i land
high as f*ck, i don’t even think i’ma land
he rolled a [?] but he can’t with these grams
ain’t coppin’ no eighth, straight cap on the scales
opp at the red light, that’s who i’ll k!ll
straight head*shots like it’s ask lil bill
i don’t know where you be, but it’s not in the field
put ice on my t**th, thanks for the chills
only bustin’ that gun ’cause i’m shootin’ to k!ll
they know my body like it’s dr. phil
i’m goin’ up like i sprint up the hill
i’m a hot ass n*gga, i ain’t got no chill
in real life a b*tch but on twitter you real
seen his ass up in barneys, now he shop on grailed
[chorus]
if it ain’t ’bout bread, don’t care
i don’t do no dates, i don’t do romance
how the f*ck is your shooter on xans?
h*ll nah, i ain’t takin’ that chance
’cause n*ggas be cap for the ‘gram
keep a stick in my hand like i’m [?]
n*ggas fall like a [?] pants
bust a u*turn, he think he get bands
[verse]
got the heat in my hand like a pan
i be throwin’ straight bullets like cam
smokin’ zaza, ain’t doin’ no xans
i just be poppin’ my sh*t, ’cause i know that i can
oh sh*t, that’s an opp, give him air like a fan
i cannot walk in the store with a band
i gotta walk in the store with some bands
pour up a four of that sh*t ’til i land
high as f*ck, i don’t even think i’ma land
he rolled a [?] but he can’t with these grams
ain’t coppin’ no eighth, straight cap on the scales
opp at the red light, that’s who i’ll k!ll
straight head*shots like it’s ask lil bill
i don’t know where you be, but it’s not in the field
put ice on my t**th, thanks for the chills
only bustin’ that gun ’cause i’m shootin’ to k!ll
they know my body like it’s dr. phil
i’m goin’ up like i sprint up the hill
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