Roscoe’! lyrics

[Intro]
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

[Verse 1]
I'mma keep it real
A2G, real sh*t, raw sh*t, bad b*tch (yeah, yeah)
All I need, you wanna waiter b*tch?
You wanna waiter b*tch?
Have a seat (have a seat, yeah)
I can never kick a n*gga, gonna be standing on his feet
Bad b*tch, 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 n*ggas from the block
Call my n*ggas, yeah, yеah
Yeah we got this, got this, got this
Yeah wе got this, got this, got this, yeah
[Verse 2]
It all started in the projects (in the projects)
This for my n*ggas in the projects (in the projects)
I love f*cking in the projects (in the projects)
The God love a bad b*tch from the projects (from the projects)
Trap got us repping out the projects
Pigs rather stay around the projects
My n*gga [?] kicks only 'round the projects
Parking lot, we moshin' in the projects

[Verse 3]
Talk a lot, is you really bad sh*t? (Talk a lot)
Look at 'em flex, look at 'em flex
It's not a revolution, f*ck 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, f*ck them pigs, It's gotta be gang sh*t
It's gotta be gang sh*t, it's gotta be gang sh*t
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 b*tch
You on fed sh*t, you on fed sh*t
Informant, you on fed sh*t, you on fed sh*t
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, n*gga
Look at 'em flex, n*gga
Look at 'em flex, n*gga
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
f*ck this, he on, he on, he on
I could pen and tell, go on, come and tell, rat b*tch
f*ck [?]
Know your self, know you round b*tch, 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-