Supreme BookBag Lyrics

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Turn me up, yeah

Jrako, you know that

I be tryna tell em man

I be tryna tell em

I been tryna tell these niggas that can't fuck with me

If it ain't bout the chicken, baby, I'm gon' flee the scene

Switchin' on my niggas for some fame, you would never see it

If it's real, you gotta show me proof, my nigga, I don't believe it

Used to be fucked up on the block, my pockets was hurting

Now you could catch me in some fast shit clutchin' and swervin

If you need some glass, tap in with me, like tennis, I'll serve it

I Hop out the V, I'm clean as fuck, just like some dish detergent

You gotta get from round me don't hold your own weight, you ain't got no purpose

They ask me, was I sippin' Barney, cause my cup was purple

Rockin' clear shades where I'm doin' research, y'all feel just like Urkel

Had some dog ways when I was fucked up, man, I'll come and bite you

Rip my nigga Jaymoe as a kid, I wanted to be just like you

These niggas is not what they talk about, don't believe the fucking hype dude

Nigga, I had to go out and get some money, I dropped out of high school

Smart as hell, my nigga, I ain't no dummy, I just do what I do

I was bullshittin' for a minute, but I'm back in the booth

Load me a track, smoke me a wood, and then I get in my groove

These niggas be animated as hell, just like a cartoon

I don't love these hoes, I only love my money and my drugs

I don't trust nothin' in the hood, we ain't got no love

We must be climbing up a mountain ' cause we goin' up

you run up on me wrong, you gon' get stepped on like a rug

I been locked in, unless they book me, I ain't in no club

I don't fuck with niggas, I don't even fuck with my blood

Soon as you turn your back, they stab it, I ain't got no trust

I got a old k at the crib, that bitch kinda rusty

You a lame nigga, back in school, you was like, where my hug at

Looked up and then you was gone, I'm like, where my thug at

Feeling down, I need to get high, where the fuck the drugs at

You pulled that hoe shit, now I'm gone, I won't never come back

Now I'm not a skater nigga, I got a Draco in the supreme bookbag

Doing flips and pulling tricks like a nigga was an acrobat

I'm havin' it now, I ain't gotta post no throwbacks

Ain't no dealings with them niggas, me and them ain't got no strings attached

I'm like a gorilla in a zoo, that's my habitat

I don't give a fuck if I was a church nigga, I ain't lacking

You the top stepper, ain't got no gun, nigga, stop flagging'

When I lost my brother, he fucked me up, shit, it was so tragic

Actin' like a man, but he a bitch, nigga, just stop actin

I like my bitches bad and bougie and a lil' bit ratchet

I learned how to put my money up, now all I do is stack it

I ain't step foot in no trap, I got lit off plastic

Got a 50 in this bitch, I ain't stingy, you can have it

Young nigga always bounce back, like I was elastic

In the brib, searchin' for a log, while I'm watchin' Mad Men

I take it as a sign of disrespect, you tellin' me to tap in

The body on the V so big, you know you gotta back in

So much shit on my mind, I don't know where to begin

Grinding ' while you niggas sleep, I ain't got no time for the sleeping

If you scared of this shit, you tweaking', gotta talk to the deacon

Say this shit all the time, ain't no killa, but don't give me no reason