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book bag - jugnino lyrics

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[intro]
arp came with a book bag, it gon’ catch these sh*lls, i hit your taco bell
n*gga, what you want? i said, “n*gga, what you need?”
i got molly, i got xans, i got lean, i got weed
this a promo for my trap, n*gga, i got all the gas
if it’s money on his head, we gon’ pull up, get the bag
talking on the net, yeah, that’s his ass
dropped out of school, i ain’t f*ck with class
but i got all the hoes, i was getting the ass
he call my music ass, i don’t care, i’m in the trap
and i’m slumped off the drank, i might take a nap
running around with that, he got head tapped
put some holes in his car, he called autozone
please don’t slide to my block, this sh*t a red zone
b*tch, i’m smoking out them loose leaf, i don’t f*ck with thеm cones
and i’m driving fast as h*ll, yeah, i’m hitting traffic conеs
b*tch, we ten deep in that v in [?] zone
shooting out the window, yeah, we hitting leg bones
balenciaga, b*tch, i’m stepping big as f*ck
i feel like damian lillard, cut him off for the bucks
he was talking crazy, now his momma see him in a tux
feel like chief keef, yeah, i’m going wild, nuts
got this b*tch tripping, but she still gon’ let me f*ck
i think she work with twelve, why the f*ck she trying to cuff?
momma mad as h*ll, she said, “why the f*ck you cuss?”
momma mad as h*ll, she said, “nino, kick that cup”
she said, “kilo, kick that cup”, i said, “sh*t, sorry”

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