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Book Bag (feat. BlueBucksClan)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Remble
Remble
Vocals
Ambezza
Ambezza
Programming
Kenny Beats
Kenny Beats
Programming
BlueBucksClan DJ
BlueBucksClan DJ
Vocals
Jeeezy
Jeeezy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eunique Remble
Eunique Remble
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Tumay
Alex Tumay
Mixing Engineer
Ambezza
Ambezza
Producer
Kenny Beats
Kenny Beats
Producer

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 & 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 (Tuh), when I seen you, you were looking like a gift 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 gift 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) 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 ten 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 a mission, I was never look-out Have the blicky every time you pop out I was probably drilling with a drop out (Tuh), when I seen you, you were looking like a gift 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 gift 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) I notice all the bitches seen me when I crept in (seen me when I crept in) Ambidextrous I had to pour up, with my left hand (had to pour up, with my left hand) Niggas was fighting off the blocks, Michael Strahan (Michael Strahan) Barking at my chain, boo-hoo, crying, had a breakdown (I pledge) I pledge allegiance every day to put this shit on (to put this shit on) I don't see no hoes I wanna fuck, I'm finna get on (finna get on) Nigga begging me to pull up to his stu', send the Venmo (send the Venmo) Threw a 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 (wasn't buying shit) My rich bitch keep on saying, "Get some land, or buy some crypto" (buy some crypto) I'm in love with her brain, I swear to God this shit slept on (this shit slept on) It's some bad bitches, finna Lambeau Leap, I'm in the endzone (I'm in the endzone) (Tuh), when I seen you, you were looking like a gift 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 gift 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) Yeah, I just did my stuff, she finna cook after (I just did my stuff) My daddy always had the hoes, that's who I took after Shy bitch, when she suck it, she don't like it when I look at her At the charger game, diamonds hitting harder than a fucking linebacker (than a fucking linebacker) I noticed at the dice game, you ain't throw one lick (yeah, I noticed) 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 (yeah, that's our shit) Can't ride in this bullshit with high miles, I get carsick (I get carsick) In the club popping bottles, I ain't never left no bar tip (left no bar tip) I never get to hear your song, they always skip past (always skip past) Bitches beg me not to do it, feel like bloodbath (like bloodbath) (Tuh), when I seen you, you were looking like a gift 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 gift 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)
Writer(s): Kenneth Charles Iii Blume, Mathias Daniel Liyew, Eunique Remble Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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