Get A Bag (Pt. 2)

I won't fuck wit you

As long as you don't fuck 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 fuck it it's drinks on me

These bitches cat fish

These ****'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 **** 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 ****'s jokes

And this shit easy when you know what ****'s don't

Na I ain't crazy I'm just down to do some shit these **** won't

And if it's funk don't give a fuck bout what you think it's on the flo'

I told you **** 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 motherfucker

Im solo dolo **** you won't catch me with no buster

I be all across the country, catch me in and out of town

****'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

**** 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

****'s mad, shit that's fuckin' sad that you doin' bad

Don't complain bout what you had, just get up get in yo bag