Rob Vicious - Get A Bag (Pt. 2) Lyrics

I won't f*ck wit you
As long as you don't f*ck wit me
Still the type to check some loads like i'm buyin' and tuck a p
And yes I got it for the low, this ain't no za it's just OG
And plus my gas tank on E, but f*ck it it's drinks on me

These bitches cat fish
These nigga's shrimp and baby ima shark
Tryin' get active with a dog, you gone get bit for all that bark
Don't be no mark, you pull up to they park you better play it smart
When it get dark just do yo part, I bet I hop out make it spark

Shit ain't no bitch inside my heart
And 'fore you see me push a cart, I rob that nigga up on yo block that's pushin' dope
Don't even ask me why I still b robbin' folks, bitch i'm broke
If I never met Geesy I probably still be sellin' dope

These nigga's jokes
And this shit easy when you know what nigga's don't
Na I ain't crazy I'm just down to do some shit these niggas won't
And if it's funk don't give a f*ck bout what you think it's on the flo'
I told you niggas i need money weed and drink but i want mo'

I used have a bitch that suck me 'til I'm sleep, but she a hoe
Them ratchet bitches be on go, and shout out to them 304's
I dun turnt it up before, and I dun been through highs and lows
Streets is hot so hide the pole
I seen the cops I'm drivin' slow

But if smoke then drop the lo'
I'm still a vicious motherf*cker
Im solo dolo nigga you won't catch me with no buster
I be all across the country, catch me in and out of town
Nigga's ain't talkin' bout no money so i quit comin' around

Get your powder by the brick, exotic smoke come by the pound
Don't even ask me bout a lick, i'm hella broke its goin down
Kick a do' put em on the flo' faces on the ground
Be quiet don't make a sound
Nigga move he take a round

I ain't crashin' bout a bitch and free my dogs up out the pound
Feelin' leapy like a frog as soon he jump I blow em down
Nigga's mad, shit that's f*ckin' sad that you doin' bad
Don't complain bout what you had, just get up get in yo bag