BlueBucksClan, Bag Remble - Book lyrics

[BlueBucksClan, Bag Remble - Book lyrics]

It's Remble
You remember Remble at them kick backs
Buddy was a stripper, and did gymnastics
You never really got your homies get back
If he runs up on me then he's a pill addict
(Tuh)
I walked in the party with the big whammer
A Smith and Wesson four nickel
With the big daddy look at em
Pay attention to the way they look at me
I remember they were trynna throw
The book at me

When I seen you
You were looking like a good bag
I was selling blowers out a book bag
Jansport nothing here to look at
I just did my stuff and then I shook after
(Tuh) when I seen you
You were looking like a good bag
I was selling blowers out a book bag


Jansport nothing here to look at
I just did my stuff and then I shook after

I noticed you were shopping at the Goodwill
I noticed when you're not with all
Those people you're a good kid
I noticed when you don't have any
Money you feel good still
I see you carry ghost Glocks
Buy a good pistol
You wore that sweater 10 times buy a new fit
How the hell did you feel fly in a True fit?
If he went down and didn't tell
Then we salute him
If Remble tells on anybody
You should shoot him
Make sure you take the burner to the cookout
On the mission I was never look out
Have the blicky every time you pop out
I was probably drilling with a drop out

When I seen you
You were looking like a good bag
I was selling blowers out a book bag
Jansport nothing here to look at
I just did my stuff and then I shook after
(Tuh) when I seen you
You were looking like a good bag
I was selling blowers out a book bag
Jansport nothing here to look at
I just did my stuff and then I shook after

I notice all the bitches seen
Me when I crept in
Ambidextrous I had to pour up
With my left hand
We was fighting off the blocks
Michael Strahan
Barking at my chain, boo hoo crying
Had a breakdown
I pledge allegiance every day to
Put this shit on
I don't see no hoes I wanna fuck
I'm finna get on
Begging me to pull up to his stu
Send the Venmo
Pool party but it's only bitches
You ain't get the memo?
Yeah I noticed you in Gallery
But you wasn't buying shit though
My rich bitch keep on saying get
Some land or buy some Crypto
I'm in love with her brain
I swear to God this shit slept on
It's some bad bitches, finna Lambeau Leap
I'm in the endzone

When I seen you
You were looking like a good bag
I was selling blowers out a book bag
Jansport nothing here to look at
I just did my stuff and then I shook after
(Tuh) when I seen you
You were looking like a good bag
I was selling blowers out a book bag
Jansport nothing here to look at
I just did my stuff and then I shook after

Yeah, I just did my stuff
She finna cook after
My daddy always had the hoes
That's who I took after
Shy girl can she suck it
She don't like it when I look at her
At the charger game
Diamonds hitting harder than
A fucking linebacker
Noticed at the dice game you
Ain't throw one lick
I noticed that you keep talking bout
These bitches that you don't get
I just noticed that you
Niggas sharing clothes, that shit don't fit
We invented throwing money in the crowd
Yeah that's our shit
Can't ride in this bullshit with high miles
I get carsick
In the club popping bottles I ain't
Never left no bar tip
Never get to hear your song
We always skip past
Bitches beg me not to do it
Feel like bloodbath

When I seen you
You were looking like a good bag
I was selling blowers out a book bag
Jansport nothing here to look at
I just did my stuff and then I shook after
(Tuh) when I seen you
You were looking like a good bag
I was selling blowers out a book bag
Jansport nothing here to look at
I just did my stuff and then I shook after

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