FUCKAPACHE - SECURE THE BAG lyrics
[FUCKAPACHE - SECURE THE BAG lyrics]
Woke up early, 6am
Imma hit a lick but don't tell fam
Pull up, I'm boutta hit a stain
Walk inside, I'm with my tec
Told the cashier give me all the cash
Put it all in my duffle bag
Say goodbye by emptying a mag
Hop out the store and in my van
12 chase me, I got a plan
Uav - I see them on the map
Aim the tec right at his neck
Cops crash I watch them hoes wreck
I secure the bag hit her from the back
She give me A1 neck sippin hi tec
With the triple sec fuck your paychecks
Bitch i stay smoked out in a trench coat
Selling knives to slit throats
LEAVIN U A NOTE this the sailor boat
Get the fuck out or ill make u fucking choke
Got some bodies hidden in the sheds
Everything from heads on threads
If u cant tell
Bitch i am killing all the feds
Imma put they asses into bed
Welcome to my world where retards
Like you are dead
SLIT THROATS kILL A HOE tHATS THE MOTTO
I be winnin everytime like the lotto
Got the drum on yo ass like a bongo
My life in action like it's slow-mo
Catching bodies with no ammo
Blow the shit up, fuck cargo
Yung sailor he be movin like a shadow
(he be moving like a shadow)
Imma hit a lick but don't tell fam
Pull up, I'm boutta hit a stain
Walk inside, I'm with my tec
Told the cashier give me all the cash
Put it all in my duffle bag
Say goodbye by emptying a mag
Hop out the store and in my van
12 chase me, I got a plan
Uav - I see them on the map
Aim the tec right at his neck
Cops crash I watch them hoes wreck
I secure the bag hit her from the back
She give me A1 neck sippin hi tec
With the triple sec fuck your paychecks
Bitch i stay smoked out in a trench coat
Selling knives to slit throats
LEAVIN U A NOTE this the sailor boat
Get the fuck out or ill make u fucking choke
Got some bodies hidden in the sheds
Everything from heads on threads
If u cant tell
Bitch i am killing all the feds
Imma put they asses into bed
Welcome to my world where retards
Like you are dead
SLIT THROATS kILL A HOE tHATS THE MOTTO
I be winnin everytime like the lotto
Got the drum on yo ass like a bongo
My life in action like it's slow-mo
Catching bodies with no ammo
Blow the shit up, fuck cargo
Yung sailor he be movin like a shadow
(he be moving like a shadow)