Yeah, I Rob Lyrics - Singles - La'chat

[Chorus x3] 

Yea I rob Yea I steal 

Yea I rob Yea I steal 

Yea I put yo body in a field 

Yea I put yo body in a field 

Grab the ski mask load up the pump 

I'm finna put this bitch in my trunk 

Hoe get on in don't make no noise 

You betta not fuck wit my funk 

ain't got no job I'm down to rob 

ain't barrin no bitch when I'm off 

Gotta get that cheese stand on my feet 

Everyday my problems are solved 

Nigga have you ever in your life let a bitch pump lead in yo head 

Nigga brace yourself bra da pop pop you make one move and your dead 

motherfucker try me if you want I'm strickly fuckin the system 

I'll tell the truth don't fuck me dude 'cause shoot your family gone miss ya 

I'm bout my cheese oh yes I need I hope you niggas 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 bitch that's out to get mine 

don't fuck for free 'cause I got pimpin in my hips and my thighs 

So stay alert I ain't slippin La Chat scopin my nigga 

Gotta keep my saw, you betta not run up I got my finger on the trigger 

[Chorus x3] 

Yea I rob Yea I steal 

Yea I rob Yea I steal 

Yea I put yo body in a field 

Yea I put yo body in a field 

I'm bout myself ill tuck that knife thing in the gut of a nigga 

My trigga finga kinda itchy to put a hole in yo liver 

You wanna act like you so heavy now your shit I'm gone take it 

You can't escape it motherfucker 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 shit you don't fuck with me 

I need some 20's and you niggas just ain't talkin bout shit 

I guess that leaves me wit no choice but go rob me a trick 

See murder I spoke I choke nigga not off that dope 

But off that blood where I have shuved my nine and blew out your throat 

I'll make it known to have it shown that I'm a bitch about mine 

Whatever problem to make a dime man I'm crossin the line 

A stick up bitch thats on a mission spit some game just to hit ya 

A rowdy bitch thats bout my bizness doin whatever just to get ya 

Now Yea I rob yea I steal put some bodies in fields 

I work alone 'cause your partner set you up for the kill still