bvbvs - field trip pt. 2 lyrics
[intro: kanye west]
this ain’t aldi, that’s my c—
[chorus]
got a b+tch to ride or die
ride it just like it’s on my bike (woah+woah)
do this all to circulate (doin’ what?)
f+ck her, just to make her late (ayy, woah+woah)
throw it just so i can ride
take her just so i can ride (woah+woah)
calling just so i can ride
ride it just how i like my bike
take her on a field trip
take her on a race (schyeah)
take her on a trip (schyeah)
take her out her house
[verse 1]
i’m spittin’ out venom
the baby not real, it’s not in ’em
send ’em a letter, i k!ll ’em
close that door boy, wе dismiss him
i done got too high, just a little
and i’m out my mind, just a little
rеd lambo’, red skittle
double o+5, we criminal
i ain’t bought a yacht, bought a missile
tape on the gun, can’t miss ’em
tape on it
shake on it, shake on it
uh, shawty keep f+ckin’ my bones
movin’ too fast, ’bout to break somethin’
shawty keep hidin’ my phone
you keep doin’ that, i’ma break somethin’
nah+nah+nah+nah+nah+nah+nah+nah+nah, break somethin’
[chorus]
got a b+tch to ride or die
ride it just like it’s on my bike (woah+woah)
do this all to circulate (doin’ what?)
f+ck her, just to make her late (ayy, woah+woah)
throw it just so i can ride
take her just so i can ride (woah+woah)
calling just so i can ride
ride it just how i like my bike
(uh+uh) take her on a field trip
(uh+uh) take her on a race
(uh+uh) take her on a trip
(uh+uh) take her out her house
[verse 2]
whippin’ that b+tch like a rental
two hundred cash, my b+tch say i’m mental
medical plans, i’m all in her dental
we like a dog, i’m fresh out the kennel
say, “gas,” they rollin’ up fennel
ain’t on my level, lil’ b+tch, don’t reach
always hollerin’ ’bout you rich, we riche
this ain’t no regular cheddar, this quiche
[bridge]
you ain’t outside, i wish it was different (uh+uh, uh+uh)
you ain’t outside, i wish it was different (uh+uh, uh+uh)
[verse 3: spectre]
i’m on the mission of— ah!
dodgin’ the camera’s and posts
we not no regular folks
don’t take no photos, no promo
i don’t do no yoga, lil’ b+tch, i am not tryna pose
thought you could push me, i been through the highs and the lows
gone off that nitrous, so n+ggas can’t see me, they don’t want the smoke
look at the damage they did to the g.o.a.t
i can’t believe you say you’re out of my league
when i could have bought every one of the teams that you watch
they wanted me outline and chopped
they threw dirt at my name and they rubbed it in salt
that’s what i thought
i had some debt but i paid mine off
the life of celebrity definitely may be my fault
but that’s why i—
[chorus]
got a b+tch to ride or die
ride it just like it’s on my bike
do this all to circulate (doin’ what?)
f+ck her, just to make her late (ayy)
throw it just so i can ride
take her just so i can ride (what+what?)
calling just so i can ride
ride it just how i like my bike
take her on a field trip
take her on a race
take her on a trip
take her out her house
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