Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get A Bag, artist - Rob Vicious. Date of issue: 30.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Get A Bag |
| Lil Robin at top ten, nigga ain’t no debatin' |
| Bitch 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 |
| Nigga so what, nigga so what |
| Still chasin' them bucks |
| I ain’t giving up, the lord knows I don’t give no fucks |
| 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 bitch, we playin' i-Spy |
| Anything else you wanna say 'fore you go bye-bye |
| Get out your feelings, get a bag nigga |
| Tell me what you got, don’t wanna hear bout' what you had nigga |
| Niggas said they trappers, on they ass that shit sad nigga |
| You ain’t gon' get it being mad nigga |
| What you know about early morning flights 'n jet lag nigga |
| I make more money than your dad nigga |
| You ain’t gon' get it being mad nigga |
| My youngin' wildin' like fight, scrimp and stab niggas |
| Told you once and I ain’t tellin' niggas twice |
| Keep comin' at me wrong, I swing this left and get him right |
| Karma keep coming back and get me to that bitch, this my life |
| Shit happens, it’s aight' |
| Really thugged up in that D-home |
| Still with that action, asked the nigga I just beat on |
| Flyed in a bitch with this Glock 23' on |
| I leave you stankin' like that hoe i swerved and peed on |
| Nigga don’t 'chu think |
| I won’t push up on a nigga faster for you take a blink |
| And your shit don’t stink |
| Cut it off, somebody give me a drink |
| Get out your feelings, get a bag nigga |
| Tell me what you got, don’t wanna hear bout' what you had nigga |
| Niggas said they trappers, on they ass that shit sad nigga |
| You ain’t gon' get it being mad nigga |
| What you know about early morning flights 'n jet lag nigga |
| I make more money than your dad nigga |
| You ain’t gon' get it being mad nigga |
| My youngin' wildin' like fight, scrimp and stab niggas |
| 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 bitch, 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' |
| Nigga wanna stop me, nigga stop tryin' |
| Nigga wanna pop me, he get popped tryin' |
| Nigga go to war with us and finna' stop dyin' |
| I can do this in my sleep, I am not tryin' |
| Nigga 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 |
| Get out your feelings, get a bag nigga |
| Tell me what you got, don’t wanna hear bout' what you had nigga |
| Niggas said they trappers, on they ass that shit sad nigga |
| You ain’t gon' get it being mad nigga |
| What you know about early morning flights 'n jet lag nigga |
| I make more money than your dad nigga |
| You ain’t gon' get it being mad nigga |
| My youngin' wildin' like fight, scrimp and stab niggas |