bigkaybeezy – bookbag lyrics
[verse 1]
i don’t got a pencil or pen in this bookbag
added like 10 to the clip cause’ it look bad
don’t give a f#ck if you p#ssed n#gga get mad
or you can b#tch and get k!lled wit yo b#tch ass
lil bro got blood on his shirt with his crip ass
go write a diss and get merked [?]
b#tch im a star i might burst wit my stiff ass
hop out the car like “who want it, who wit that”
i don’t know nothing i was gone when they did that
been down to rap
where my chrome and my wig at?
if you want beef hit his home wit a big mac
n#ggas be breaking the code like a kit kat
run in yo mouth like a hoe, get you b#tch slapped
acting too tough get yo b#tch wrapped up
i can make four blunts out a b#tch like “huh”
i’m rolling backwoods what the f#ck is a [?]
my coupe automatic like f#ck is a clutch
and you still rocking [?]
boy you a bum
coulda bought a new gun what i spent on my charm
i get cheese by the pound this is not parmesan
i’m smoking broccoli counting up lettuce
in love with the glock i think i got a fetish
kush in my pocket this sh#t h#lla smelly
little caesars my glock got that b#tch hot and ready
finna be summer go pull out the shirts and go pull out the shovels
go water the dirt
n#ggas been so called “looking for me”
foe on half of them n#ggas i’m poppin em first
if you my b#tch then you gotta be pretty and wit it
like “bae put the glock in ya purse”
f#ck up your life like some [?] or [?]
got a b#tch wit a pipe in the back of the fur
thinking sh#t sweet can turn matters to worse
go from cadillac trucks to a cadillac he#rs#
act like you popping get popped like a perk
front like he got it we robbing his merch
go through his wallet and all of his merch
f#ck what you call it i call it some work
and i’m constantly balling like caris lavert
i ain’t f#cking her raw even off of this perk
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