Tobe Nwigwe, Fat - GET A LITTLE BAG lyrics
[Tobe Nwigwe, Fat - GET A LITTLE BAG lyrics]
I keep a chopper for the
Opposition but I don't know
I keep on tellin' folk, I'm about whatever
Dawg
On my mama, I'm prepared to die
Comin' for my baby mama and my babies
It get brazy if you step 'cross that line
'Cause hell
If I toe that line and you
Touch any one of mine
Bullets comin' out yo' spine
Other than that, I keep it peaceful
I won't leave ya in pieces
If I got the peace
I'm just tryna push a piece of the profit
Toward my partners pullin' police
In the streets
That's pushin' P
Keep it G, I seen more clips than Pusha T
Believe
If you put a couple grams in any
Of my dawgs out the trеnches
They'll show you how to push some P's
No, Alicia, I don't need a fеature
I can spit ether lowkey by my lonely
Teach the people to address me as a leader
Of mint condition, word to Stokley
Would rock a Rollie
But don't 'cause I'm Thomas
But if I did, it'd be just a reminder
That you could shine when you wanna
Where you wanna
How you wanna, just to play the assignment
It's talk
Get a lil' bag, get out
The way, evade the hoes
Yeah
Get a lil' bag, get out the way, evade the
(Hold up) Chill
Look, keep it player, say your prayers
Keep a sprayer for your foes, yeah
Yeah, but be aware that paper in the air
Ain't gon' save your soul, oh, I know
Now tell me
Which inny-minny little bitty
Bopper want somethin'?
(Yeah)
I keep a mini chopper
But I only have it singin' like the opera
If a demon try to stop somethin'
(Yeah, skrrt)
Block jumpin'
Every time the queen mother grab the mic
(Pause)
It's on sight, don't believe the hype
Probably might not could fight
But the jab is nice
(Yeah)
First name basis with Beyonce (Yeah)
She hit us right after we recorded that
(Yeah)
Don't ever jump fly with the squad (Yeah)
'Cause you could get checked
Like a boardin' pack
(Mm)
Real name Martika
(Yeah) , born in '88 (Yeah)
But I always kept it twelve more than that
(Yeah)
That's a hunnid, puttin' on
For the whole 'hood
Still stuntin'
(Yeah)
But you know the goal is to
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Get a lil' bag, get out
The way, evade the hoes
Yeah
Get a lil' bag, get out the way, evade the
(Hold up) Chill
Look, keep it player, say your prayers
Keep a sprayer for your foes, yeah
Yeah, but be aware that paper in the air
Ain't gon' save your soul, on God now
Opposition but I don't know
I keep on tellin' folk, I'm about whatever
Dawg
On my mama, I'm prepared to die
Comin' for my baby mama and my babies
It get brazy if you step 'cross that line
'Cause hell
If I toe that line and you
Touch any one of mine
Bullets comin' out yo' spine
Other than that, I keep it peaceful
I won't leave ya in pieces
If I got the peace
I'm just tryna push a piece of the profit
Toward my partners pullin' police
In the streets
That's pushin' P
Keep it G, I seen more clips than Pusha T
Believe
If you put a couple grams in any
Of my dawgs out the trеnches
They'll show you how to push some P's
No, Alicia, I don't need a fеature
I can spit ether lowkey by my lonely
Teach the people to address me as a leader
Of mint condition, word to Stokley
Would rock a Rollie
But don't 'cause I'm Thomas
But if I did, it'd be just a reminder
That you could shine when you wanna
Where you wanna
How you wanna, just to play the assignment
It's talk
Get a lil' bag, get out
The way, evade the hoes
Yeah
Get a lil' bag, get out the way, evade the
(Hold up) Chill
Look, keep it player, say your prayers
Keep a sprayer for your foes, yeah
Yeah, but be aware that paper in the air
Ain't gon' save your soul, oh, I know
Now tell me
Which inny-minny little bitty
Bopper want somethin'?
(Yeah)
I keep a mini chopper
But I only have it singin' like the opera
If a demon try to stop somethin'
(Yeah, skrrt)
Block jumpin'
Every time the queen mother grab the mic
(Pause)
It's on sight, don't believe the hype
Probably might not could fight
But the jab is nice
(Yeah)
First name basis with Beyonce (Yeah)
She hit us right after we recorded that
(Yeah)
Don't ever jump fly with the squad (Yeah)
'Cause you could get checked
Like a boardin' pack
(Mm)
Real name Martika
(Yeah) , born in '88 (Yeah)
But I always kept it twelve more than that
(Yeah)
That's a hunnid, puttin' on
For the whole 'hood
Still stuntin'
(Yeah)
But you know the goal is to
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Get a lil' bag, get out
The way, evade the hoes
Yeah
Get a lil' bag, get out the way, evade the
(Hold up) Chill
Look, keep it player, say your prayers
Keep a sprayer for your foes, yeah
Yeah, but be aware that paper in the air
Ain't gon' save your soul, on God now