Rob Vicious
LA Flocker / Rackae
Part I: LA Flocker

[Chorus]
I'm an LA flocker, young n***a with a chopper, don't give a fuck 'bout a copper
Streets gettin' hotter, and I'm trappin' cause I gotta, smokin' weed like a rasta
Gettin' brain from a bopper, and she suckin' so proper so I ain't gon' stop her
Party like a rocker, Shoreline Mafia, they ain't gon' stop us
LA flocker, young n***a with a chopper, don't give a fuck 'bout a copper
Streets gettin' hotter, and I'm trappin' cause I gotta, smokin' weed like a rasta
Gettin' brain from a bopper, and she suckin' so proper so I ain't gon' stop her
Party like a rocker, Shoreline Mafia, they ain't gon' stop us

[Verse]
I don't do no features, n***a I don't wanna meet you, middle finger to my teachers
N***as sittin' in the bleachers, I was posted in the streets, with them wild wild creatures
Gettin' wild wild money, like this shit ain't nothin', 'cause this shit ain't nothin'
You see me stuntin', got brand new hundreds, goddamn I love it
These n***as straight hoes, n***a free my bros, RIP my bros
I did so much wrong, but I got a lot of shit I got goin'
Now a n***a rich, no cap
N***as' phones get tapped when you talk like that
N***a why you walk like that?
'Cause I got a lot of racks in my bag
Talkin', that chopper gon' blast
Ride around the opper with no mask
Call before you cop that dash
Said his name then I popped four in his ass
Man goddamn that's sad
And his whole hood mad 'cause I did him vicious
Lil bitch who is it?
I said bitch I'm Rob Vicious