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FIELD RULES
by E Watty
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Turn me up a little bit
Wait, wait what?
Kill kill (meds)
(Sketti) Five three
All this fortune on my body man I'm feeling fortunate
Alright, yeah (yeah)
I need me a pill, I need some seals today
I need me a mill, mama got bills to pay
Come and rock with Coach, we doing drills today
Heart already froze, ain't got no chill today
Coach I make the rules, in the field today
Better keep your tool, we doing drills today
Step on all your foes, you might get killed today
Never chase a hoe, chase a mill today
Rule number four, keep it real today
That little bitch call me daddy I am not her pops
We upped the score and it was no time on the clock
My cro Glock star I put that on my Glock
My cro block star I put that on my block
One thing for sure I know I'm richer than my opps
I'm a rock star, I got it from my pops
Got a guitar and brought it to the block
A lot of molly and codeine
Yellow tape around the scene
We step on opps like they not even human beings
We spun the block to make sure nobody was breathing
All I know is shoot I do not coach the defense
I'm the Coach I let my dawgs play they position
We back to back I do not see no competition
We turn that boy into a man like New Editon
These niggas fake they don't keep it real
All in her gut I'm giving her thrills
All in her brain I'm spinning her wheels
Watty so cold I be giving her chills
Straight to the jugular go for the kill
Dunking on niggas I'm breaking the rim
Won't touch a hair on my chinny chin chin
Couple of bands, I'll spend it again
I pray the Holy Ghost cover my body
Cause I know damn well that I'm covered in sin
We don't take L's, we only win
Playing my tape, giving me spins
Wet like a lake, I'm diving right in
Gripping her waist like we in the gym
Her pussy great, It's making me grin
Fuck I just came, I'm leaving it in
I need me a pill, I need some seals today
I need me a mill, mama got bills to pay
Come and rock with Coach, we doing drills today
Heart already froze, ain't got no chill today
Coach I make the rules, in the field today
Better keep your tool, we doing drills today
Step on all your foes, you might get killed today
Never chase a hoe, chase a mill today
Rule number four, keep it real today
That little bitch call me daddy I am not her pops
We upped the score and it was no time on the clock
My cro Glock star I put that on my Glock can we make this thing work
Turn me up a little bit
Wait, wait what?
Kill kill (meds)
(Sketti) Five three
All this fortune on my body man I'm feeling fortunate
Alright, yeah (yeah)
I need me a pill, I need some seals today
I need me a mill, mama got bills to pay
Come and rock with Coach, we doing drills today
Heart already froze, ain't got no chill today
Coach I make the rules, in the field today
Better keep your tool, we doing drills today
Step on all your foes, you might get killed today
Never chase a hoe, chase a mill today
Rule number four, keep it real today
That little bitch call me daddy I am not her pops
We upped the score and it was no time on the clock
My cro Glock star I put that on my Glock
My cro block star I put that on my block
One thing for sure I know I'm richer than my opps
I'm a rock star, I got it from my pops
Got a guitar and brought it to the block
A lot of molly and codeine
Yellow tape around the scene
We step on opps like they not even human beings
We spun the block to make sure nobody was breathing
All I know is shoot I do not coach the defense
I'm the Coach I let my dawgs play they position
We back to back I do not see no competition
We turn that boy into a man like New Editon
These niggas fake they don't keep it real
All in her gut I'm giving her thrills
All in her brain I'm spinning her wheels
Watty so cold I be giving her chills
Straight to the jugular go for the kill
Dunking on niggas I'm breaking the rim
Won't touch a hair on my chinny chin chin
Couple of bands, I'll spend it again
I pray the Holy Ghost cover my body
Cause I know damn well that I'm covered in sin
We don't take L's, we only win
Playing my tape, giving me spins
Wet like a lake, I'm diving right in
Gripping her waist like we in the gym
Her pussy great, It's making me grin
Fuck I just came, I'm leaving it in
I need me a pill, I need some seals today
I need me a mill, mama got bills to pay
Come and rock with Coach, we doing drills today
Heart already froze, ain't got no chill today
Coach I make the rules, in the field today
Better keep your tool, we doing drills today
Step on all your foes, you might get killed today
Never chase a hoe, chase a mill today
Rule number four, keep it real today
That little bitch call me daddy I am not her pops
We upped the score and it was no time on the clock
My cro Glock star I put that on my Glock can we make this thing work
