[Verse 1: Burna Bandz]
In the field, man I'm in the field
Checker might forget a Jimmy
But I won't forget my steel (Won't forget my Glock)
She tellin' me, she tryna be for real (Be fo' what?)
But I can't cuff that bitch, that's how I feel (That's how I feel)
She from the other side, where we drill (Where we drillin')
She fuckin' with them n***as that we tryna kill (Tryna merk)
Now I gotta ask myself, let's be for real (Let's be for real)
I can't fuck with no opp bitch, this shit is real (This shit is real)

[Chorus: Rome]
In the field, yeah, we really in the field
Got alotta n***as plottin'
So we gotta keep it real
Don't you trust my '90s bitches
They ain't really tryna win with 'cha, with 'cha
N***as that's a opp bitch
Don't you trust her, don't you cuff her
Saying she gon' ride, when she playing undercover
If you playing size, we gon' really need a thing from ya', from ya'

[Verse 2: Tallup Twinz]
Don't play with them
They can't get a thang from me
Fuck a opp bitch
She just know my name buzzin'
She see my squad
She see my team
They know we up to something
'Cause when we walk through, everybody stuntin'
We be counting hunneds and we counting bands
Shawty see the guap and fall in love with it
Fuck her for one night but I can't get her no romance
'Cause I don't trust her, I don't love her
Tell her, she mean nothin'
[Chorus: Rome]
In the field, yeah, we really in the field
Got alotta n***as plottin'
So we gotta keep it real
Don't you trust my '90s bitches
They ain't really tryna win with 'cha, with 'cha
N***as that's a opp bitch
Don't you trust her, don't you cuff her
Saying she gon' ride, when she playing undercover
If you playing size, we gon' really need a thing from ya', from ya'