Force Field (Estee Nack & Planet Asia) [feat. Estee Nack & Planet Asia]

[Verse 1: ESTEE NACK]:

Yo yo, (yoyoyoyo), runnin' through bags like, potato sack rates, ****, (YO!, NACKMAN!), yo, kept them things, son, coño, son

I just got a bag checked

The last thing you wanna do is fuck with us

Shit get wilder than a Arab spring on lap king

Got the Becky and the Sebastian, my label mixes some **** I split the cash with (Ching!)

Who the man and most resemble the maggot

Package up in the cabinets, baggies up in the trash is bad habits, bro

I'mma cut into the casserole, elastic dough

Fiend lookin' dead in my eyes, said no and he lost half his soul

Fidel Castro cologne, camouflage a clip water zig zower here (Blaow!)

Sigmund Freud in the trap talkin' like a Marvis stock, necked imperial bottle, hold up

Ten fulla hollow, breakin' banks

Spesh got me smokin' straight dank for think dollars, I tryna make Franks, yo

Shout out to Pounds and Euros, currency catalogue wilder than a **** passport yo, yo (Woah!)

Play this sport, evade the four

Made the four, show you how to make you take off

Guard us some glitter sauce, lakeside Saturday loss

Session we louder, elevator to the top floor lists to the Commodore

Ship havin' sex, plenty of connection with carnivores

[Verse 2: Planet Asia]:

Yeah, yo, I'm workin' offa low nutrients

From a bottle with the douchier? in

Dancin' on the way that was made, Spesh produced it in

To fit my little shooter can't wait, some bitch boosted it

Movie after movie, dumb fucks, so get used to it

California made, approved by the FDA

Food, Drugs, Administrate, ain't nothin' left to say

Hit you in the head with that new shit

Exclusive lucense

Fly spreadmaster, this is that Bruce Lee

Rap's Top 10, cuttin' off your oxygen

Trust the Chain came out, and you was knockin' it

Now we got the game back, where it's supposed to be

Even though y'all **** is openly with the potpourri

I left the cash trail, puffin' on pastels

For poisonous Durban, splurgin' makin' mass sells

I came to get what you couldn't collect

Ain't never lettin' up, I'mma keep my foot on yo' neck

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