Don Toliver
FIELD TRIP
[Intro]
(Wheezy outta here)

[Chorus: Don Toliver & Playboi Carti]
Got a bitch to ride or die
Ride a circus on my dick
Doin' this syrup to circulate (What)
Fuck her just to make her late (Throw it)
Take her head to suck it up (Ay)
Take it just to fuck 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 fuckin' 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 bitch to ride or die
Ride a circus on my dick
Got a bitch to ride or die
Ride a circus on my dick
Doin' this syrup to circulate (What)
Fuck her just to make her late (Throw it)
Take her head to suck it up (Ay)
Take it just to fuck 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 bitch say I'm mental
Medical plans, I'm all in her dental
Move like a dog, I'm fresh out the kennel
N***as say, "Gas," they rollin' up fennel
I know some n***as 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***as 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 fucked on a voodoo bitch
Put my Prada, Chanel and then go ludicrous
It's a hit, and my n***as with some cougar bitches
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 fuck 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 dick out in the dirt
Put it right in her butt, got her twerkin' in Turks
Don't act like a bitch, she gon' listen to Durk
In the trenches with hurt and uncomfortable
I was crushin' on you, now I'm fuckin 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***a with some money?
Dick in her stomach, I make her a bunny
At four in the morning in Saudi Arabia
Like how you riding the dick 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 bitch high as shit, 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 shit wet, ain't nobody get speeds from that
[Chorus: Don Toliver & Ty Dolla $ign]
Got a bitch to ride or die
Ride a circus on my dick
Got a bitch to ride or die
Ride a circus on my dick
Doin' this syrup to circulate (What)
Fuck her just to make her late (Throw it)
Take her head to suck it up (Ay)
Take it just to fuck 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
[...]

[Kanye West]
...Yeah, ooh
Don't need a reminder
It's something [?]
And yo' shit declinin'
And my shit 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