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tawobi - d.w.i.w lyrics

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[chorus]
ima get a bag
get a bag
do what i want
ima get a bag
get a bag
do what you want
i ain’t got a bag
need a bag
i will not front
you ain’t never grow stunt
i keep it rock n roll punk

ima get a bag
get a bag
do what i want
ima get a bag
get a bag
do what you want
i ain’t got a bag
need a bag
i will not front
you ain’t never grow stunt
i keep it rock n roll punk

[verse 1]
boom wobi’s in the room
my whole circle wheel’d the slaps
we some f+ckin cartoons
even if a n+gga crash
ima make it sound good
keep it a bean even with or without a bean
if you know what i mean
rode it out wit the tussin no green
change it all to alcohol feel as much of a fiend
shoutsout to my kidney
spent the stemmy on some bottles
got a bottle wit that stemmy
know a couple amateur models
man chill out my n+gga there’s plenty
the time is now
suga free told me to stay ready so you don’t got to get ready
semi colon
uh uh
nike slogan
uh uh
i been chosen
uh uh
need my wrist frozen
uh uh
like them cold nights down in the bas+m+nt when i didn’t know it
live in the moment
i think it’s my moment
i’ma get a bag get a bag
do what i want
u ain’t never grow stunt
i keep it rock n roll punk
[chorus]
ima get a bag
get a bag
do what i want
ima get a bag
get a bag
do what you want
i ain’t got a bag
need a bag
i will not front
you ain’t never grow stunt
i keep it rock n roll punk

ima get a bag
get a bag
do what i want
ima get a bag
get a bag
do what you want
i ain’t got a bag
need a bag
i will not front
you ain’t never grow stunt
i keep it rock n roll punk

[verse 2]
i remember
this bull told me he could rap
but wit the sh+t that flew up out his mouth
i told him stick to cr+ps
roll the dice
livin life but oh what’s the price of that
people think they know my moves
ok i gotta double back
don’t play double dutch
and if i spin a yarn it turns to gold
i’m an alchemist
with a midas touch protect my soul
rappers get signed
think they all that n a bag of chips
you just sold ya publishing
for tostitos without the dip
i just signed a synch deal one placements a synch meal
i threw ink, the kitchen sink, put my foot in it stink ew
f+ck a preacher an the pew you no different than a rapper
but i sell my tickets an merch upfront you do it during and after



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