Safety!

[Chorus: kurse11]
That I'm just a bag getter
I been textin' on yo bitch when I last text her
Put the phone down
You was talkin' on da gang, you get bogged down
Goin' down, rollin' in his body in the ground wit' it
Bet you hate it when I say you look better wit' no makeup
Bet yo face bags hit him in his face yuh
I can't even switch for a bitch
Yeah they gettin' switched up I can't really give a shit
Got an AR
If you wanna talk down we get a sprayin'
Hate it really, everybody hate it
Hold the book up on my hand and now to get safety
I don't wanna talk when you're on your knees

[Verse 1: prkr blu]
Cuttin' for you, we get a point
Yeah, please tell me to shut up and to kill off the noise
I ain't never switch up on my boys
I will never fall down, what's the fuckin' point
Will you shut up-shut up-shut up again
Can't see you-can't see you with all the fuckin' nonsense
Go talk-go talk right up, inside my pockets
I steal-I steal-I steal and now I'm runnin'

[Verse 2: Roeeee]
E-e, rap while sitting on my scooter
You don't want you fuckin' wit' me, you're a loser (Awww)
I stampede way cooler
A-and his hair soft green like a newer
(E-e-ah-auh-ah) I just found a cure-ure
(E-e-ah-auh-ah) I-I-I can't see
I-I-I'm bleedin' out-out-out-uh-ah
(E-e-ah-auh-ah) Ripped off (E-e-ah-auh-ah)

[Verse 3: Venthan]
Pop out of the cut, I'm wit' roe, we got straps
Steady pullin' out the racks
Put in da fuckin' bag
Steady talkin' tough, yeah we fill him wit' a clip
And this shit is getting rough, I been done with this shit
Twenty bullets that's a man down
I got diamonds on my neck, so I stand out
And these pussies keep on calling me a dropout
If I hear another word come out your mouth
Ima call this shit a knockout

[Chorus: kurse11]
That I'm just a bag getter
I been textin' on yo bitch when I last text her
Put the phone down
You was talkin' on da gang, you get bogged down
Goin' down, rollin' in his body in the ground wit' it
Bet you hate it when I say you look better wit' no makeup
Bet yo face bags hit him in his face yuh
I can't even switch for a bitch
Yeah they gettin' switched up I can't really give a shit
Got an AR
If you wanna talk down we get a sprayin'
Hate it really, everybody hate it
Hold the book up on my hand and now to get safety
I don't wanna talk when you're on your knees

[Verse 4: crusey]
I won't call back, before that, it's too late
Oh my god, for that, I'll run back, oh (Ellie)
Yeah it's too late, but that's just gone
Yeah I know I'm not a brother, someone 'till my time
I know you being fuckin' different
Body in the bed, now I'm gonna fuckin' miss 'em
I know you want me for the image
Lookin' at the score, bitch this ain't no fuckin' scrimmage

[Verse 5: permafrost]
I got zero tellin' rats for all these bozos
They wanna steal his house, but I can't let them fuckin' know
No-no, let 'em know-let 'em know, Ima let 'em know
Flip the show-flip the show, this ain't my show
I-I-I been smokin' on the cherish marijuana
Lookin' for a feat cause this shit is so awful
Got a sword, cause I'm wearin' a pistol
Ere-ere pistol