Singer: BigKayBeezy
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Song: Bookbag 2.0
BigKayBeezy - Bookbag 2.0 Subtitles (vtt) (02:51-171-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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WEBVTT
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by RentAnAdviser.com
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I don't got a pencil or
pen in this bookbag
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Added like ten to the clip
'cause it look bad
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Don't give a fuck if you
pissed, nigga, get mad
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Or you can bitch and get killed
with your bitch ass
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Lil' bro got blood on his
shirt with his Crip ass
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Go write a diss and get murked,
don't do shit ass
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Bitch, I'm a star, I might
burst with my stiff ass
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Hop out the car like, "Who
want it? Who with that?"
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I don't know nothin', I was
gone when they did that
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Bandana wrapped where my
chrome and my wig at
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If he want beef, hit his
home with a Big Mac
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Niggas be breaking the
code like a Kit-Kat
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Runnin' your mouth like a ho get you
bitch-slapped (Talk too much)
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Actin' too tough get your bitch
wrapped up (Goofy ass)
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I can make four blunts out
a bitch like, "Huh?"
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I'm rollin' Backwoods, what
the fuck is a dutch?
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And my coupe automatic like
fuck is a clutch?
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And you still rocking PacSun,
boy, you a bum
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Could've bought a new gun,
what I spent on my charm
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I get cheese by the pound,
this is not Parmesan
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I'm smoking broccoli,
countin' up lettuce
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In love with the Glocky,
think I got a fetish
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Kush in my pocket, this
shit hella smelly
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Little Caesars my Glock, keep
that bitch hot and ready
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Finna be summer, go pull
out the shirts
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And go pull out the shovels
and water the dirt
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Niggas been so-called lookin' for me
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'Fore I hide from a nigga,
I'm poppin' him first
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If you my bitch, then you gotta
be pretty and with it
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Like, "Bae, put the Glock
in your purse"
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Fuck up your life like
some crack or a curse
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Got a bitch with a pipe in
the back of the vert
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Thinking shit sweet could
turn matters to worse
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Go from Cadillac trucks
to a Cadillac hearse
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Act like you poppin', get
popped like a Perc'
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Front like he got it, we
rob him, that's merch
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Go through his wallet
and all of his merch
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Fuck what you call it,
I call it some work
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And I'm constantly balling
like Caris LeVert
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I ain't fuckin' her raw even
off of this Perc' (Ayy)
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Catch him in traffic, go
ape and gorilla (Skrrt)
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Pull up, we scorin' like
Damian Lillard
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He say he ain't mean it, well,
ain't he a killer?
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This clip make him dance like
he makin' a Triller
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Love it so much, he just
makin' it realer
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Was tough on the 'net, now his
face in a Swisher (Bitch)
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Lil' bro a quarterback,
keep throwin' bullets
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Hot shit in his stomach,
start bakin' his liver
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All of my lil' niggas earthquake gang
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'Cause they tryna make somethin'
shake off a jigga
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I'm from up north, droppin' rakes with
the hitter (Gang, gang, gang)
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Ten licks in the field like
we play for the Steelers
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Back in the day, I'd snooze
off the drank
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Double cup with the gang, drop
an eight in a pitcher
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Come on the block and
we passed her around
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Heard you lovin' that ho and you
faithfully kissin' (Hah)
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They know my shit ringin'
all through the city
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They speak on my name, but that's
only assumptions (Bitch)
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I go by Capalot, I used to post up
at West off the X lookin' ugly or
somethin' (Ga...........
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