Yeah, I Rob lyrics

[Chorus]
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal
Yeah, I rob, yeh I steal
Yeah, I put yo body in a field
Yeah, I put yo body in a field
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal
Yeah, I put yo body in a field
Yeah, I put yo body in a field
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal
Yeah, I put yo body in a field
Yeah, I put yo body in a field

[Verse 1]
Grab the ski mask load up the pump, I'm finna put this b*tch in my trunk
Hoe get on in don't make no noise, you betta not f*ck wit my funk
Ain't got no job, I'm down to rob, ain't barrin no b*tch when I'm off
Gotta get that cheese stand on my feet, every day my problems are solved
n*gga have you ever in your life let a b*tch pump lead in yo head
n*gga brace yourself bra da pop pop you make one move and your dead
Motherf*cker try me if you want I'm strickly f*ckin the system
I'll tell the truth don't f*ck me dude cuz shoot your family gone miss ya
I'm bout my cheese oh yes I need I hope you n*ggas realize
If you a hoe show you some love at least let you pray before you die
Gotta drop it off quick, gotta drop it off fast, gotta make a smooth little dash
'Cause if the po-po's come you can forget it they never catchin' Chat ass
A real true pro hoe, yean know a b*tch that's out to get mine
Don't f*ck for free, 'cause I got pimpin' in my hips and my thighs
So stay alert, I ain't slippin', La Chat scopin' my n*gga
Gotta keep my saw, you betta not run up I got my finger on the trigger
[Chorus]
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal
Yeah, I rob, yeh I steal
Yeah, I put yo body in a field
Yeah, I put yo body in a field
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal
Yeah, I put yo body in a field
Yeah, I put yo body in a field
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal
Yeah, I put yo body in a field
Yeah, I put yo body in a field

[Verse 2]
I'm 'bout myself ill tuck that knife thing in the gut of a n*gga
My trigga finga kinda itchy to put a hole in yo liver
You wanna act like you so heavy, now your sh*t I'm gon' take it
You can't escape it motherf*cker end up dead while your fakin'
La Chat ain't broke but still I got a greedy need for that cheese
You out here straight said that you lone but sh*t you don't f*ck with me
I need some 20's and you n*ggas just ain't talkin' 'bout sh*t
I guess that leaves me wit' no choice but go rob me a trick
See murder I spoke I choke n*gga not off that dope
But off that blood I have showed my nine and blew out your throat
I'll make it known to have it shown that I'm a b*tch 'bout mine
Whatever problem to make a dime man I'm crossin' the line
A stick up b*tch that's on a mission spit some game just to hit ya
A rowdy b*tch that's 'bout my business doin' whatever to get ya
Now, yeah, I rob, yeah, I steal, put some bodies in fields
I work alone, 'cause your partner set you up for the kill, still
[Chorus]
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal
Yeah, I rob, yeh I steal
Yeah, I put yo body in a field
Yeah, I put yo body in a field
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal
Yeah, I put yo body in a field
Yeah, I put yo body in a field
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal
Yeah, I rob, yeah I steal
Yeah, I put yo body in a field
Yeah, I put yo body in a field