lirik lagu rob vicious – get a bag
pull some of that bass out bruce
[verse 1: rob vicious]
legend in the making (ay)
lil robin at top ten, n~gga ain’t no debatin’
b~tch stop playing’, let me get back to what i was sayin’
ain’t no prayin ‘gon’ stop me from goin’ super saiyan
hate on me for what (what)
pillow takin’ bout lil ross you can buss a nut
n~gga so what, n~gga so what
still chasin’ them bucks
i ain’t giving up, the lord knows i don’t give no f~cks
keep that same energy you had up on that wi~fi
this 45′ will turn that white into some tah~dah
i throw a scope on this b~tch, we playin’ i~spy
anything else you wanna say ‘fore you go bye~bye
[chorus: rob vicious]
get out your feelings, get a bag n~gga
tell me what you got, don’t wanna hear bout’ what you had n~gga
n~ggas said they trappers, on they ass that sh~t sad n~gga
you ain’t gon’ get it being mad n~gga
what you know about early morning flights ‘n jet lag n~gga
i make more money than your dad n~gga
you ain’t gon’ get it being mad n~gga
my youngin’ wildin’ like fight, scrimp and stab n~ggas
[verse 2: rob vicious]
told you once and i ain’t tellin’ n~ggas twice
keep comin’ at me wrong, i swing this left and get him right
karma keep coming back and get me to that b~tch, this my life
sh~t happens, it’s aight’
really thugged up in that d~home
still with that action, asked the n~gga i just beat on
flyed in a b~tch with this glock 23′ on
i leave you stankin’ like that hoe i swerved and peed on
n~gga don’t ‘chu think
i won’t push up on a n~gga faster for you take a blink
and your sh~t don’t stink
cut it off, somebody give me a drink
[chorus: rob vicious]
get out your feelings, get a bag n~gga
tell me what you got, don’t wanna hear bout’ what you had n~gga
n~ggas said they trappers, on they ass that sh~t sad n~gga
you ain’t gon’ get it being mad n~gga
what you know about early morning flights ‘n jet lag n~gga
i make more money than your dad n~gga
you ain’t gon’ get it being mad n~gga
my youngin’ wildin’ like fight, scrimp and stab n~ggas
[verse 3: fenix flexin]
just bought a brand new stick for my glock 9
if the cops pull us over, girl it’s not mine
i got my wrist on froze, finna’ stop time
you got a gun for the gram, i finna’ pop mine
you been loyal to the b~tch, i like to swap mine
red bottoms on my feet like a stop sign
you be hidin’ from the opps, i like to drop mine
i got my baby mama trippin’, i got caught lyin’
n~gga wanna stop me, n~gga stop tryin’
n~gga wanna pop me, he get popped tryin’
n~gga go to war with us and finna’ stop dyin’
i can do this in my sleep, i am not tryin’
n~gga got a bust~down but them not diamonds
if i gotta do that time, i am not cryin’
first class to hawaii, i finna’ swap climates
all i can do it add it up, like i cannot minus
[chorus: rob vicious]
get out your feelings, get a bag n~gga
tell me what you got, don’t wanna hear bout’ what you had n~gga
n~ggas said they trappers, on they ass that sh~t sad n~gga
you ain’t gon’ get it being mad n~gga
what you know about early morning flights ‘n jet lag n~gga
i make more money than your dad n~gga
you ain’t gon’ get it being mad n~gga
my youngin’ wildin’ like fight, scrimp and stab n~ggas
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