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letra de field* / private jet! - vonte* (rapper)

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[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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