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The LuhMont - Bookbag (remix) Lyrics



The LuhMont - Bookbag (remix) Lyrics




I don't got a pencil or pen in this book bag Give him like ten out the clip, make him look bad
Say he gon' slide cause he pissed, boy, get mad You can get put on a shirt with yo pussy ass
He lookin' for me, he know where I stay at You know my addy, boy, come where I'm at
You steady he tellin' dem folks you with that But you ain't slidin' on nothin', what happened to that

He go around sayin' that I am hidin' From him and his brothers, but I'm spinnin' first
He steady cappin' in all of his raps But he's callin' me up, sayin' he want a verse
He gettin' mad, he can't get on a song, now he dissin' on IG Man, that lil' boy he is trippin', don't know what he doin
Now he really gotta get put in a nurse Try to run up on lil' Logan, she keepin' the Glock in her purse

Thinkin' you poppin', get popped like a perc Thought you was tough and they went throught yo merch
Try that on me, then we goin' to search Whenever we see you, it's gon' be a purge
I was in a whole nother lane, now them boys tryna merge To get to that money, I got me some urge
I don't got a pencil or pen in this book bag, give him like 10 out the clip make him look bad

Say he gon' slide, cause he pissed, boy, get mad You can get put on a shirt with yo pussy ass
He lookin' for me, he know where I stay at You know my addy, boy, come where I'm at
You steady tellin' dem folks you with that But you ain't slidin' on nothin', what happened to that
I gotta be famous, I wanna be on top of them stages look down on the niggas who hated

I be the topic in their conversation, they say I'm deflated
I know some baddies, who mad that we never had dated Please don't come around like you know we know we not related
People gon' switch up and that's why I stay isolated I gotta do that if I want be the greatest
I'm tryna pick up the pace Might need a ride with a Glock on my waist

Just in case I gotta take off his face I wonder what is gon' come of the day
My momma and daddy and sisters gon' get 100k outta chase
It ain't no race, they don't wanna work for it, they just be wantin the steak
Just like Lil' Kee, boy, I'm not on the fake shit We always ready to go ahead and take shit

You want some smoke, then you gon' have to face this All that we do is make hits
They is just mad they can't get in on this They come around and they envy
I don't even like them, no, I am not friendly Shawty, I know you be wantin' somebody that's gently
But I'ma go crazy on you like I'm off of that Henny

I pass her to bro and he go on a frenzy
You and your brothers can't get in this entry He be sayin' that he got a gun
Hold up, my brother's got plenty Say he want beef and we ready
He put it a bag on my head, hell naw, he got pennies

She wanna go on a date, then I take her to Dennys I'ma live by that till I am about 20
Can't never let him get under my skin, cause bitch, I stand on ten
When they diss on your brother, are you gon' be ready to spin
You gotta be prepared to go somewhere that you ain't even know is within

I'm feelin' like I'ma win I don't know why that lil' boy thinkin' he is the threat
He is just mad cause he can't get his girlfriend wet
She is upset, she wanna ride in a Vette, but he got her paying his debt
He wanna call up his gang, talkin' about, he got some smoke

Might wanna watch how you comin', we steppin' on you and they both of your mans
I'm sorry your sister a fan, they didn't want me to have it, the ball in my hand
I took off and ran, I am the real Dirty Dan, ayy, ayy, let's go
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I don't got a pencil or pen in this book bag Give him like ten out the clip, make him look bad
Say he gon' slide cause he pissed, boy, get mad You can get put on a shirt with yo pussy ass
He lookin' for me, he know where I stay at You know my addy, boy, come where I'm at
You steady he tellin' dem folks you with that But you ain't slidin' on nothin', what happened to that

He go around sayin' that I am hidin' From him and his brothers, but I'm spinnin' first
He steady cappin' in all of his raps But he's callin' me up, sayin' he want a verse
He gettin' mad, he can't get on a song, now he dissin' on IG Man, that lil' boy he is trippin', don't know what he doin
Now he really gotta get put in a nurse Try to run up on lil' Logan, she keepin' the Glock in her purse

Thinkin' you poppin', get popped like a perc Thought you was tough and they went throught yo merch
Try that on me, then we goin' to search Whenever we see you, it's gon' be a purge
I was in a whole nother lane, now them boys tryna merge To get to that money, I got me some urge
I don't got a pencil or pen in this book bag, give him like 10 out the clip make him look bad

Say he gon' slide, cause he pissed, boy, get mad You can get put on a shirt with yo pussy ass
He lookin' for me, he know where I stay at You know my addy, boy, come where I'm at
You steady tellin' dem folks you with that But you ain't slidin' on nothin', what happened to that
I gotta be famous, I wanna be on top of them stages look down on the niggas who hated

I be the topic in their conversation, they say I'm deflated
I know some baddies, who mad that we never had dated Please don't come around like you know we know we not related
People gon' switch up and that's why I stay isolated I gotta do that if I want be the greatest
I'm tryna pick up the pace Might need a ride with a Glock on my waist

Just in case I gotta take off his face I wonder what is gon' come of the day
My momma and daddy and sisters gon' get 100k outta chase
It ain't no race, they don't wanna work for it, they just be wantin the steak
Just like Lil' Kee, boy, I'm not on the fake shit We always ready to go ahead and take shit

You want some smoke, then you gon' have to face this All that we do is make hits
They is just mad they can't get in on this They come around and they envy
I don't even like them, no, I am not friendly Shawty, I know you be wantin' somebody that's gently
But I'ma go crazy on you like I'm off of that Henny

I pass her to bro and he go on a frenzy
You and your brothers can't get in this entry He be sayin' that he got a gun
Hold up, my brother's got plenty Say he want beef and we ready
He put it a bag on my head, hell naw, he got pennies

She wanna go on a date, then I take her to Dennys I'ma live by that till I am about 20
Can't never let him get under my skin, cause bitch, I stand on ten
When they diss on your brother, are you gon' be ready to spin
You gotta be prepared to go somewhere that you ain't even know is within

I'm feelin' like I'ma win I don't know why that lil' boy thinkin' he is the threat
He is just mad cause he can't get his girlfriend wet
She is upset, she wanna ride in a Vette, but he got her paying his debt
He wanna call up his gang, talkin' about, he got some smoke

Might wanna watch how you comin', we steppin' on you and they both of your mans
I'm sorry your sister a fan, they didn't want me to have it, the ball in my hand
I took off and ran, I am the real Dirty Dan, ayy, ayy, let's go
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Writer: Monte VanArsdale
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Performed By: The LuhMont
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: Monte VanArsdale

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