Pink Siifu - Roscoe'! lyrics
[Pink Siifu - Roscoe'! lyrics]
I get a bag and fumble it ay i get a bag
I get a bag and fumble it
I get a bag and fumble it (Ballin')
I get a bag and fumble it
I get a bag and drop it (uh ay)
I get a bag, It's all on the floor
I get a bag, It's all on the floor
You get the bag you fumble the play
You get the bag fumble it (ay)
I need a bag on top of the floor
I need a bag on top of the floor i get a bag
I get a bag
I'mma keep it real
A2G, real shit, raw shit, bad bitch
(yeah, yeah)
All I need, you wanna waiter bitch?
You wanna waiter bitch?
Have a seat (have a seat, yeah)
I can never kick a nigga
Gonna be standing on his feet
Bad bitch, got this, got this, got that
Got this, got that, got this, got that
Got this, got that, got this from the block
Catch you niggas from the block
Call my niggas, yeah, yеah
Yeah we got this, got this, got this
Yeah wе got this, got this, got this, yeah
It all started in the projects
(in the projects)
This for my niggas in the projects
(in the projects)
I love fucking in the projects
(in the projects)
The God love a bad bitch from the projects
(from the projects)
Trap got us repping out the projects
Pigs rather stay around the projects
My nigga kicks only 'round the projects
Parking lot, we moshin' in the projects
Talk a lot, is you really bad shit?
(Talk a lot)
Look at 'em flex, look at 'em flex
It's not a revolution, Fuck a check
Look at 'em flex, look at 'em flex
New cut, new strap, go on, flex (go on, flex)
They on shot got a funk, go on, flex
(go on) go on, flex (go on)
It's at your neck extra, fuck them pigs
It's gotta be gang shit
It's gotta be gang shit
It's gotta be gang shit
I see enemies, I can't sleep (I can't sleep)
I can bank it, I can bank it
Step from enemies, not your man bitch
You on fed shit, you on fed shit
Informant, you on fed shit, you on fed shit
I can't hang with it
Got that, got this, got that, got this
Got that, got this, got that, got this
Look at 'em flex, nigga
Look at 'em flex, nigga
Look at 'em flex, nigga look at 'em flex
Look at 'em flex
Got that, got this, got that, got this
Got that, got this
Gone, gone (I get the bag and fumble it)
Gone, gone (I get the bag and fumble it)
Gone, gone (I get the bag and fumble it)
Gone, gone (I get the bag and)
She on, she on, she on, she on
Fuck this, he on, he on, he on
I could pen and tell, go on, come and tell
Rat bitch fuck
Know your self, know you round bitch
Know we golden
Why you rock round acting like I know this?
You ain't know this? No, you know this
Got that, got this, gone
I get a bag and fumble it
I get a bag and fumble it (Ballin')
I get a bag and fumble it
I get a bag and drop it (uh ay)
I get a bag, It's all on the floor
I get a bag, It's all on the floor
You get the bag you fumble the play
You get the bag fumble it (ay)
I need a bag on top of the floor
I need a bag on top of the floor i get a bag
I get a bag
I'mma keep it real
A2G, real shit, raw shit, bad bitch
(yeah, yeah)
All I need, you wanna waiter bitch?
You wanna waiter bitch?
Have a seat (have a seat, yeah)
I can never kick a nigga
Gonna be standing on his feet
Bad bitch, got this, got this, got that
Got this, got that, got this, got that
Got this, got that, got this from the block
Catch you niggas from the block
Call my niggas, yeah, yеah
Yeah we got this, got this, got this
Yeah wе got this, got this, got this, yeah
It all started in the projects
(in the projects)
This for my niggas in the projects
(in the projects)
I love fucking in the projects
(in the projects)
The God love a bad bitch from the projects
(from the projects)
Trap got us repping out the projects
Pigs rather stay around the projects
My nigga kicks only 'round the projects
Parking lot, we moshin' in the projects
Talk a lot, is you really bad shit?
(Talk a lot)
Look at 'em flex, look at 'em flex
It's not a revolution, Fuck a check
Look at 'em flex, look at 'em flex
New cut, new strap, go on, flex (go on, flex)
They on shot got a funk, go on, flex
(go on) go on, flex (go on)
It's at your neck extra, fuck them pigs
It's gotta be gang shit
It's gotta be gang shit
It's gotta be gang shit
I see enemies, I can't sleep (I can't sleep)
I can bank it, I can bank it
Step from enemies, not your man bitch
You on fed shit, you on fed shit
Informant, you on fed shit, you on fed shit
I can't hang with it
Got that, got this, got that, got this
Got that, got this, got that, got this
Look at 'em flex, nigga
Look at 'em flex, nigga
Look at 'em flex, nigga look at 'em flex
Look at 'em flex
Got that, got this, got that, got this
Got that, got this
Gone, gone (I get the bag and fumble it)
Gone, gone (I get the bag and fumble it)
Gone, gone (I get the bag and fumble it)
Gone, gone (I get the bag and)
She on, she on, she on, she on
Fuck this, he on, he on, he on
I could pen and tell, go on, come and tell
Rat bitch fuck
Know your self, know you round bitch
Know we golden
Why you rock round acting like I know this?
You ain't know this? No, you know this
Got that, got this, gone