(Hook)

We in the field that’s forever stacking our cash and we never gon let up

We in the field that’s forever stacking our cash and we never gon let up

We in the field that’s forever stacking our cash and we never gon let up

We in the field that’s forever stacking our cash and we never gon let up

(Verse 1)

Me and the guys we takin out five dumpin a clip tell em drive

Know these niggas is pussy stay talkin on live these hollows they rip through ya spine

Herd they talkin on homi Gon put it on drive I’m Cockin it back that’s a sign

If he walk on my block Imma carry a knife

Spill em and sip it like wine

All these niggas is sissy imma slide by myself And you know we get busy

Man I carry a glizzy Imma stomp on his head till he start feelin dizzy

Got a op in my spliffy aim up head tap got his brain feelin squishy

Niggas say that I’m skinny but I bet I could kill u just using my pinky

Sellin crack like I’m biggie imma do what I want give a fuck if it’s risky

Takin lives for a fifty I been runnin this shit in the king of my city

Bitch I stay movin swiftly pop a perc light a blunt while I’m pourin my whiskey

(Hook)

We in the field that’s forever stacking our cash and we never gon let up

We in the field that’s forever stacking our cash and we never gon let up

We in the field that’s forever stacking our cash and we never gon let up

Gang gang gang

(Verse 2)

Spun the block wit a Mac 10 that was like then fuck all em niggas not wit them

Niggas know we play offense, fuck all that defense , we grimey a hunnit percent

Light em up like an incense kill em for two cents fuck it I don’t want no friends

Dont u swim in the deepend slide on a weekend niggas keep playin pretend

Takin lives is my only intent you gon die for ya mans if you try to defend

You a pussy stop tryna blend you actin all hard tryna follow the trend

It’s on Homi these niggas depend Imma carry a strap wit a clip it extend

Never care bout the money I spend if you diss on the set you get put to an end

(Hook)

We in the field that’s forever stacking our cash and we never gon let up

Gang

We in the field that’s forever stacking our cash and we never gon let up

Gang

We in the field that’s forever stacking our cash and we never gon let up

Gang

We in the field that’s forever stacking our cash and we never gon let up

Gang

((Verse 1))

I don’t give a damn what you talkin we spinnin yo block than we dippin right after we done

You and your mans is not goons y’all totin them guns but your lungs can not handle this blunt

Stackin my bank to the moon I’m grabbin my strap and I’m takin a couple real soon

Bang bang bang grrrt

3900 the gang talk down on my name imma blow up and shoot at your brain