Battlefield (feat. 21 Lil Harold)
20Rocket on this bitch, so it's gon' knock
Shit, ooh
Goddamn Dre, that motherfucker just hit
Good God almighty, uh
Ooh (damn slime), you got a blunt
Then go roll that motherfucker up with me mane (damn slime)
Let's rock out
Cutthroat Paradise East where it's real (ooh)
Nigga can't be sweet, niggas get killed (uh-uh)
Bouldercrest Road, turned that bitch to a battlefield (yeah)
Niggas get hunted like deer 'round here (baow)
Hang a nigga up like a mountain (mountain)
Disappear a nigga like a phantom (phantom)
This a Kel-Tec, this is not no banana (nah)
This a new bitch, this a new nasty dancer (yeah)
It get to hummin', that bitch want some answers (mhm)
It get to bouncin' and movin', control (yeah)
Bullets just twirl, they twirl (yooh)
Nigga got put on the curb (ooh)
Damn, they ass got served cold
Damn, his ass got curtains closed
Damn, they walked down two of those
Damn, we popped like five of those
We don't take no L's, they know (uh-uh)
We gassed up, we cashed up, we turnt up, you fucked up (ooh)
You niggas stuck on PP loans, I been spent your loan (your loan, goddamn)
Lil' homie done been steppin' on shit, got plenty shit rap 'bout (pap 'bout)
And you know I'm always steppin' shit, got too much in my styrofoam (yeah)
Phone always ringin' home (yeah)
Blaze all day, night and long (yeah)
Pull up, you can't call shots (yeah)
Know the trap don't stop (yeah)
Know my door stay swangin' (yeah)
Know you come in my trap (uh)
Know this bitch really stankin' (yeah)
Know this bitch really loaded (word)
Nothin' but young niggas guns
Yeah, big dawg in the kitchen (kitchen)
We count shit, no ones (ones)
And they number them bags (bags)
We been trappin' that swag (swag)
We'll sell a nigga gas (gas)
We can whip up glass (glass, nigga)
You can get you some whip (whip)
Nigga come spend you some chips (spend some chips)
You can make shit flip (yeah)
Double your money right here (right, damn)
Right price, right here (right here)
This shit real life, right here (right here)
We get money when you outchea (outchea)
Gotta keep a gun when you with them
Cutthroat Paradise East where it's real (ooh)
Nigga can't be sweet, niggas get killed (uh-uh)
Bouldercrest Road, turned that bitch to a battlefield (yeah)
Niggas get hunted like deer 'round here (baow)
Hang a nigga up like a mountain (mountain)
Disappear a nigga like a phantom (phantom)
This a Kel-Tec, this is not no banana (nah)
This a new bitch, this a new nasty dancer (yeah)
It get to hummin', that bitch want some answers (mhm)
It get to bouncin' and movin', control (yeah)
Bullets just twirl, they twirl (yooh)
Nigga got put on the curb (ooh)
Damn, they ass got served cold (ooh)
Damn, his ass got curtains closed (ooh)
Damn, they walked down two of those
Damn, we popped like five of those
We don't take no L's, they know
Okay (uh), start the beat, reverse the car (uh-huh)
Bag it up, shoot him in his head (uh-huh), .45 tapped him up (uh-huh)
Bah, bitches wanna talk, but I be masked up (uh-huh)
When them ducks land on the ground, they be mad as fuck (pussy)
I gon' jack some (21), strip some, flip some (21)
H Dawg, nigga he'll rip some (21), twisted (21)
We some rich shooters, 'round my way, nigga
I'm knowin' why they hatin', niggas know I got this K nigga (21)
I got gun smoke, we can get a nigga by the day (huh)
Yeah, I gun tote, nigga, keep a .45 on my waist (huh)
Why he run for? He seen them red beams up on his face (pussy)
Me and cuzzo, when it come to opps we don't wan' play
Cutthroat Paradise East where it's real (ooh)
Nigga can't be sweet (21), niggas get killed (uh-uh)
Bouldercrest Road, turned that bitch to a battlefield (yeah)
Niggas get hunted like deer 'round here (baow)
Hang a nigga up like a mountain (21) (mountain)
Disappear a nigga like a phantom (phantom)
This a Kel-Tec, this is not no banana (brrr) (nah)
This a new bitch, this a new nasty dancer (yeah) (brrr)
It get to hummin', that bitch want some answers (mhm)
It get to bouncin' and movin', control (yeah)
Bullets just twirl, they twirl (ooh)
Nigga got put on the curb (ooh)
Damn, they ass got served cold (ooh)
Damn, his ass got curtains closed (ooh)
Damn, they walked down two of those
Damn, we popped like five of those
We don't take no L's, they know
Uh-uh, ha, ha-ha-ha
Yeah, like that
Aha-ha, like that, yeah, like that (mm)
Shit, ooh
Goddamn Dre, that motherfucker just hit
Good God almighty, uh
Ooh (damn slime), you got a blunt
Then go roll that motherfucker up with me mane (damn slime)
Let's rock out
Cutthroat Paradise East where it's real (ooh)
Nigga can't be sweet, niggas get killed (uh-uh)
Bouldercrest Road, turned that bitch to a battlefield (yeah)
Niggas get hunted like deer 'round here (baow)
Hang a nigga up like a mountain (mountain)
Disappear a nigga like a phantom (phantom)
This a Kel-Tec, this is not no banana (nah)
This a new bitch, this a new nasty dancer (yeah)
It get to hummin', that bitch want some answers (mhm)
It get to bouncin' and movin', control (yeah)
Bullets just twirl, they twirl (yooh)
Nigga got put on the curb (ooh)
Damn, they ass got served cold
Damn, his ass got curtains closed
Damn, they walked down two of those
Damn, we popped like five of those
We don't take no L's, they know (uh-uh)
We gassed up, we cashed up, we turnt up, you fucked up (ooh)
You niggas stuck on PP loans, I been spent your loan (your loan, goddamn)
Lil' homie done been steppin' on shit, got plenty shit rap 'bout (pap 'bout)
And you know I'm always steppin' shit, got too much in my styrofoam (yeah)
Phone always ringin' home (yeah)
Blaze all day, night and long (yeah)
Pull up, you can't call shots (yeah)
Know the trap don't stop (yeah)
Know my door stay swangin' (yeah)
Know you come in my trap (uh)
Know this bitch really stankin' (yeah)
Know this bitch really loaded (word)
Nothin' but young niggas guns
Yeah, big dawg in the kitchen (kitchen)
We count shit, no ones (ones)
And they number them bags (bags)
We been trappin' that swag (swag)
We'll sell a nigga gas (gas)
We can whip up glass (glass, nigga)
You can get you some whip (whip)
Nigga come spend you some chips (spend some chips)
You can make shit flip (yeah)
Double your money right here (right, damn)
Right price, right here (right here)
This shit real life, right here (right here)
We get money when you outchea (outchea)
Gotta keep a gun when you with them
Cutthroat Paradise East where it's real (ooh)
Nigga can't be sweet, niggas get killed (uh-uh)
Bouldercrest Road, turned that bitch to a battlefield (yeah)
Niggas get hunted like deer 'round here (baow)
Hang a nigga up like a mountain (mountain)
Disappear a nigga like a phantom (phantom)
This a Kel-Tec, this is not no banana (nah)
This a new bitch, this a new nasty dancer (yeah)
It get to hummin', that bitch want some answers (mhm)
It get to bouncin' and movin', control (yeah)
Bullets just twirl, they twirl (yooh)
Nigga got put on the curb (ooh)
Damn, they ass got served cold (ooh)
Damn, his ass got curtains closed (ooh)
Damn, they walked down two of those
Damn, we popped like five of those
We don't take no L's, they know
Okay (uh), start the beat, reverse the car (uh-huh)
Bag it up, shoot him in his head (uh-huh), .45 tapped him up (uh-huh)
Bah, bitches wanna talk, but I be masked up (uh-huh)
When them ducks land on the ground, they be mad as fuck (pussy)
I gon' jack some (21), strip some, flip some (21)
H Dawg, nigga he'll rip some (21), twisted (21)
We some rich shooters, 'round my way, nigga
I'm knowin' why they hatin', niggas know I got this K nigga (21)
I got gun smoke, we can get a nigga by the day (huh)
Yeah, I gun tote, nigga, keep a .45 on my waist (huh)
Why he run for? He seen them red beams up on his face (pussy)
Me and cuzzo, when it come to opps we don't wan' play
Cutthroat Paradise East where it's real (ooh)
Nigga can't be sweet (21), niggas get killed (uh-uh)
Bouldercrest Road, turned that bitch to a battlefield (yeah)
Niggas get hunted like deer 'round here (baow)
Hang a nigga up like a mountain (21) (mountain)
Disappear a nigga like a phantom (phantom)
This a Kel-Tec, this is not no banana (brrr) (nah)
This a new bitch, this a new nasty dancer (yeah) (brrr)
It get to hummin', that bitch want some answers (mhm)
It get to bouncin' and movin', control (yeah)
Bullets just twirl, they twirl (ooh)
Nigga got put on the curb (ooh)
Damn, they ass got served cold (ooh)
Damn, his ass got curtains closed (ooh)
Damn, they walked down two of those
Damn, we popped like five of those
We don't take no L's, they know
Uh-uh, ha, ha-ha-ha
Yeah, like that
Aha-ha, like that, yeah, like that (mm)
Credits
Writer(s): Quantavious T. Thomas, Delvin Northcut, Harold Glenn
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