Lyrics:
I got it all in my boogie bookbag
My boogie bookbag
I got it all in my boogie bookbag
My boogie bookbag
All in my boogie bookbag
My boogie bookbag
Yeah, Pluto
You better not raise your voice at me
You know I got a pimp degree
Yeah, Pluto
Draco season with the bookbag
Rat-tat got
we got kept back
Just flew in designer to the bookbag
Tell her needed something real good to look at
Booty so big it got kept back
Pull up in
bookbag, a rugrat
Man I'm ridin like a hubcap, they love that
Feds watching my instagram hoping that I slip
Even harass me at my shows
Searching for them
Walk up in da room like my shit dont stink
I got big bankrolls in my mufucking gucci bookbag
Pussy nigga you know we gon shoot dat
If you reach for
Floating in abyss
Remember I ain't have shit
Palace bookbag stuffed with cash till it rip
Niggas say they real but they really ain't legit
bookbags, nigga
Bitch I’m locked in, week trapped inside the stu bitch I’m boxed in
Fuck boxing
You can catch a whole glock 10
Keep pape I don’t walk around
Go get the cash
Imma bag it up
Life is a coupe and I sped it up
Foot on the pedal
I want that
Counting up bands in the bookbag
Go get the cash
Imma
Draco sitting with the bookbag
Tell her put it in my face throw that ass back
If a nigga outta place get put back
I done came up and they down bad
Bookbag
Hairbrush
Prima-donna girl
Um
Parmesan goldfish
That's fucking funny
Babydoll
Miffy
Bookbag
Hairbrush
Baby bag
Prima-donna girl
Um
Parmesan
Yeah
Gon!
Hold on
Wait
Wait
Yeah
Ninety
Yeah
Ninety
Tell me 'whatchu want
I could go get that, get that
Keep some trees in the bookbag, bookbag
I keep a K in the bookbag and no I ain't talking bout High School
She call me Ike I play it cool, I beat it up like I'm that dude
Yeah my girl she
twisted
But I have a secret everybody missed it
Just a nobody and I think it's a drag
But I got Mr. Johnson's head in my bookbag
[Chorus (2x)]
I
know just jump out send it
I look back nigga swear that dope so good
They like that I cook that nigga
Gat up on my hip, cash in my bookbag nigga
What I
you don't want beef, we'll cook that (cook that)
You know it's a hundred bands in my bookbag (in my bookbag)
Everything we do is for the city (for
And my diamonds came straight from Elliante
Hit a lick lick wit my guys
I was trapping out my bookbag when the cops came
I was trapping i was trapping wit
Plug drop the work at the trap spot
Junkies feinin, make the trap hot
Bookbag full of good drugs
In my dip, it's a big slug
In the kitchen whipin
lookin like a new whip
Huhh! Diorrrr
Niggas was lit at the rooftop
I had the thing in my bookbag
Security even knew that
Huh, huh, Diorrr
Hey, I had
of cash
Perc 30 and a face mask yeah
Glock 30 in the bookbag yeah
Nigga Im trappin with a passion
I was tryna quit the shit last year
Pulling out racks like
Yeah I keep me a band in the bookbag
Why you drive-by if you ain't gonna do that?
Glock 22, with the kick back
Shots keep missin', I know you can't
Quarantine the patients
Want bookbag get some patience
I'm a surgeon with some patients
Stop that begging get to chasing
Put yo fuccin hands
MCM Bookbag with the Drake in it
Drop a hunnid outta striker and the plates missin
Bitch I need a retwist I'm bout to bait bitches
650 on some tennis
fah)
High school, I was poppin', I would never walk to school
Got the chopstick in my bookbag, I ain't talkin' 'bout no food
Paper in my bookbag too,
a Glock in the bookbag (Oh yeah)
I'm in the spot right now
Four pints in the bookbag (Oh yeah)
Ooh, got a lil' badass bih and, yeah
She throw it back
Got my
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