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FieldBaby - 1 N Da Head Lyrics



FieldBaby - 1 N Da Head Lyrics




I'm so sick of all these lies
Niggas talkin' bout they killer but they opps is still alive
They say fb, I don't care, whatever you do, just survive
He gon' think that it's his birthday, I pop up like a surprise

I keep one inside the head, no cockin' back, it's circumcised
You can't hop inside his car, you ain't no shooter, boy
I swear to god, I call that boy my brother, he a do a, boy
They say I was gon' die, I tell him, uh-huh, in my shooter, voice

And your partner has a snake, I might just f*ck around and recruit the, boy
Uh, get him to kill you, uh, they say they gon' drill me, uh, uh
Is you serious? Come through this bitch, uh-huh, uh, Mr. Mysterious
My guns, they be bisexual, might show you how to kill a bitch, uh-huh

He be tweakin, uh, f*ck around, just slide on niggas, blah, leave him bleedin, uh
They just seen a nigga on his street, he was schemin, uh
Hoodie on, he don't got no mask, he fightin' demons, uh
He ready to put a nigga ass in the grass for no reason, uh

F*ck around and slide up on an opp in a stolo, we ain't need it
Pussy niggas said it was smoke slept on
His block, he ain't see me
It get hot, my gang gon' come straight through and pop, she get greasy
Bro ain't slime, he f*ck around and wipe your nose, he catch you sneezin

Told them bitches that I wouldn't be down for long, they ain't believe me
Now all these hoes be hittin' on my phone, I think they need me
I think this lil' bitch f*cked around, heard my new song, she tryna please me
Uh-huh, uh-huh, I'm so sick of all these lies

Niggas talkin' bout they killer, but they opps is still alive
They say, FB, I don't care, whatever you do, just survive
He gon' think that it's his birthday, I pop up like a surprise
I keep one inside the head, no cockin' back, it's circumcised

You can hop inside his car, you ain't no shooter, boy
I call that boy, my brother, he a do-a-boy
They said I was gon' die, I tell him, uh-huh, and my shooter, boy
And your partner has a snake, I might just f*ck around on and recruit the, boy

Uh-huh, you mean to kill me
They gon' kill me, nigga, you just serious
Uh-huh, nigga, it's the mysterious
Uh-huh
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I'm so sick of all these lies
Niggas talkin' bout they killer but they opps is still alive
They say fb, I don't care, whatever you do, just survive
He gon' think that it's his birthday, I pop up like a surprise

I keep one inside the head, no cockin' back, it's circumcised
You can't hop inside his car, you ain't no shooter, boy
I swear to god, I call that boy my brother, he a do a, boy
They say I was gon' die, I tell him, uh-huh, in my shooter, voice

And your partner has a snake, I might just f*ck around and recruit the, boy
Uh, get him to kill you, uh, they say they gon' drill me, uh, uh
Is you serious? Come through this bitch, uh-huh, uh, Mr. Mysterious
My guns, they be bisexual, might show you how to kill a bitch, uh-huh

He be tweakin, uh, f*ck around, just slide on niggas, blah, leave him bleedin, uh
They just seen a nigga on his street, he was schemin, uh
Hoodie on, he don't got no mask, he fightin' demons, uh
He ready to put a nigga ass in the grass for no reason, uh

F*ck around and slide up on an opp in a stolo, we ain't need it
Pussy niggas said it was smoke slept on
His block, he ain't see me
It get hot, my gang gon' come straight through and pop, she get greasy
Bro ain't slime, he f*ck around and wipe your nose, he catch you sneezin

Told them bitches that I wouldn't be down for long, they ain't believe me
Now all these hoes be hittin' on my phone, I think they need me
I think this lil' bitch f*cked around, heard my new song, she tryna please me
Uh-huh, uh-huh, I'm so sick of all these lies

Niggas talkin' bout they killer, but they opps is still alive
They say, FB, I don't care, whatever you do, just survive
He gon' think that it's his birthday, I pop up like a surprise
I keep one inside the head, no cockin' back, it's circumcised

You can hop inside his car, you ain't no shooter, boy
I call that boy, my brother, he a do-a-boy
They said I was gon' die, I tell him, uh-huh, and my shooter, boy
And your partner has a snake, I might just f*ck around on and recruit the, boy

Uh-huh, you mean to kill me
They gon' kill me, nigga, you just serious
Uh-huh, nigga, it's the mysterious
Uh-huh
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Writer: Jaahquez Durant
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Language: English
Length: 2:25
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