FIELD TRIP lyrics

[Intro]
(Wheezy outta here)

[Chorus: Don Toliver & Playboi Carti]
Got a b*tch to ride or die
Ride a circus on my di*k
Doin' this syrup to circulate (What)
f*ck her just to make her late (Throw it)
Take her head to suck it up (Ay)
Take it just to f*ck it up (Ay)
Call her just to rock it up
Ride it just like ridin' my bike
Take her on a field trip
Take her on a ride (Schyeah)
Take her on a trip, yeah (Schyeah)
Take her on a hike

[Verse 1: Playboi Carti]
Uh, I'm spittin' out venom
The baby not real, it's not in 'em
Send 'em a letter, I kill 'em
Close that boy door, we dismissed him
I done got too high, just a little
I know my—my mind just a little
Red Lambo' like Skittles
Double O-5, we criminal
I ain't buy the yacht, bought the 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 hiding my phone
Keep doin' that, I'ma break somethin'
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, break somethin'
[Chorus: Don Toliver & Ty Dolla $ign]
Got a b*tch to ride or die
Ride a circus on my di*k
Got a b*tch to ride or die
Ride a circus on my di*k
Doin' this syrup to circulate (What)
f*ck her just to make her late (Throw it)
Take her head to suck it up (Ay)
Take it just to f*ck it up (Ay, uh)
Take her on a field trip (Uh-uh)
Take her on a ride (Uh-uh, schyeah)
Take her on a trip, yeah (Uh-uh)
Take her on a hike (Uh-uh)

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Whippin' that Benz like a rental
Two hundred cash, my b*tch say I'm mental
Medical plans, I'm all in her dental
Move like a dog, I'm fresh out the kennel
n*ggas say, "Gas," they rollin' up fennel
I know some n*ggas still servin' like tennis
Twenty-five cash they go get you finished
Wake up and spaz like Dennis the—, uh (Uh)
You ain't outside, I wish it was different (Uh, uh-uh)
You ain't outside, I wish it was different (Ooh-ah, uh, uh-uh)
I took her back to the BnB
I be blowin' her back out like TNT
n*ggas blowin' my phone up, it's DND'd
Let her shop at Chanel, only time she can rock a C
[Verse 3: Lil Durk]
Cut the cuff off my wrist, I'm masseuses
Popped a Perc' and I'm all in her uterus
I'm so nasty, I f*cked on a voodoo b*tch
Put my Prada, Chanel and then go ludicrous
It's a hit, and my n*ggas with some cougar b*tches
It's a lick, huh
Uh, I took her to Booby Trap
In my section, she gettin' her booty clapped
Stand on couches, we turnt up, they know that
It's a striker, she f*ck me, need four packs
She be tweakin', she ask for a Rolex
I got four killers with me, that's four 'Cats
Everyone outside, they know that
I was busy with this pick had to throwback
I will kill anyone messin' with Kodak
I will kill anyone messin' with Kodak
I will kill anyone messin' with—

[Verse 4: Kodak Black]
Ayy, I'm draggin' my nuts, got my di*k out in the dirt
Put it right in her butt, got her twerkin' in Turks
Don't act like a b*tch, she gon' listen to Durk
In the trenches with hurt and uncomfortable
I was crushin' on you, now I'm f*ckin on you
Steady bussin' on you, now you love me
Haters gon' say you can hold my lil' paper
But who wouldn’t want a n*gga with some money?
di*k in her stomach, I make her a bunny
At four in the morning in Saudi Arabia
Like how you riding the di*k like a gangster
My music'll turn your daily into a eighth
My name now Chevy in time
Plus Dolla $ign, give will do it
Got my b*tch high as sh*t, she out of her mind
Be on the trip, 'bout to talk out of his name
Ain’t doin' no dissin' back, all you heard was that “clit-clack”
I remember we get this sh*t wet, ain't nobody get speeds from that
[Chorus: Don Toliver & Ty Dolla $ign]
Got a b*tch to ride or die
Ride a circus on my di*k
Got a b*tch to ride or die
Ride a circus on my di*k
Doin' this syrup to circulate (What)
f*ck her just to make her late (Throw it)
Take her head to suck it up (Ay)
Take it just to f*ck it up (Ay, uh)
Take her on a field trip (Uh-uh)
Take her on a ride (Uh-uh, schyeah)
Take her on a trip, yeah (Uh-uh)
Take her on a hike (Uh-uh)

[Verse 5: Playboi Carti]
Bought the ho some new leather
Bought the ho some new leather
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[Kanye West]
...Yeah, ooh
Don't need a reminder
It's something [?]
And yo' sh*t declinin'
And my sh*t rewindin'
And I'm in the [?]
You too was wildin', broke ass
Pour me that soda ass
Need some soap ass
Sippin' that, smoke that
Walk up, yeah, I choke that
Momma, I'm a coke addict