
Field Trip (Lil Durk & Kanye West Reference) ¥$, Kanye West & Ty Dolla $ign (Ft. Don Toliver, Lil Durk & Playboi Carti)
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[Chorus: Don Toliver & Playboi Carti]
Got a bitch to ride or die
Ride it just like it's on my bike (Woah-woah)
Do this all to circulate (Doin', what?)
Fuck her, just feels like you're like (Woah-woo, ah)
Throw it just so I can ride
Take it just so I can ride (Woah-woah, ah)
Call it just so I can ride (Ah)
Ride it just how I like my bike (Woah-woah)
Take her on a field trip (Ah)
Take her out her house (Schyeah, ah)
Take her on a trip (Schyeah, ah)
Take her out her house
[Verse 1: Playboi Carti & Don Toliver]
Uh, I'm spittin' that 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 I'm out 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 fuckin' my bones
Movin' too fast, 'bout to break somethin'
Shawty keep hidin' my phone
Keep doin' that, I'ma break somethin'
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, break somethin'
Got a bitch to ride or die
Ride it just like it's on my bike (Woah-woah)
Do this all to circulate (Doin', what?)
Fuck her, just feels like you're like (Woah-woo, ah)
Throw it just so I can ride
Take it just so I can ride (Woah-woah, ah)
Call it just so I can ride (Ah)
Ride it just how I like my bike (Woah-woah)
Take her on a field trip (Ah)
Take her out her house (Schyeah, ah)
Take her on a trip (Schyeah, ah)
Take her out her house
[Verse 1: Playboi Carti & Don Toliver]
Uh, I'm spittin' that 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 I'm out 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 fuckin' my bones
Movin' too fast, 'bout to break somethin'
Shawty keep hidin' my phone
Keep doin' that, I'ma break somethin'
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na, break somethin'
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