Tawobi - D.W.I.W

{Chorus}
Ima get a bag
Get a bag
Do what I want
Ima get a bag
Get a bag
Do what you want
I ain’t got a bag
Need a bag
I will not front
You ain’t never grow stunt
I keep it rock n roll punk

Ima get a bag
Get a bag
Do what I want
Ima get a bag
Get a bag
Do what you want
I ain’t got a bag
Need a bag
I will not front
You ain’t never grow stunt
I keep it rock n roll punk

{Verse 1}
Boom wobi’s in the room
My whole circle wheel’d the slaps
We some fuckin cartoons
Even if a nigga crash
Ima make it sound good
Keep it a bean even with or without a bean
If you know what I mean
Rode it out wit the tussin no green
Change it all to alcohol feel as much of a fiend
Shoutsout to my kidney
Spent the stemmy on some bottles
Got a bottle wit that stemmy
Know a couple amateur models
Man Chill out my nigga there’s plenty
The time is now
Suga free told me to stay ready so you don’t got to get ready
Semi colon
UH uh
Nike slogan
Uh uh
I been chosen
Uh uh
Need my wrist frozen
UH uh
Like them cold nights down in the basement when I didn’t know it
Live in the moment
I think it’s my moment
I’ma get a bag get a bag
Do what I want
U ain’t never grow stunt
I keep it rock n roll punk

{Chorus}
Ima get a bag
Get a bag
Do what I want
Ima get a bag
Get a bag
Do what you want
I ain’t got a bag
Need a bag
I will not front
You ain’t never grow stunt
I keep it rock n roll punk

Ima get a bag
Get a bag
Do what I want
Ima get a bag
Get a bag
Do what you want
I ain’t got a bag
Need a bag
I will not front
You ain’t never grow stunt
I keep it rock n roll punk

{Verse 2}
I remember
This bull told me he could rap
But wit the shit that flew up out his mouth
I told him stick to craps
Roll the dice
Livin life but oh what’s the price of that
People think they know my moves
Ok I gotta double back
Don’t play double Dutch
And if I spin a yarn it turns to gold
I’m an alchemist
With a Midas touch protect my soul
Rappers get signed
Think they all that n a bag of chips
You just sold ya publishing
For Tostitos without the dip
I just signed a synch deal one placements a synch meal
I threw ink, the kitchen sink, put my foot in it stink ew
Fuck a preacher an the pew you no different than a rapper
But I sell my tickets an merch upfront you do it during and after