Lyrics IN MY BAG - Tobe Nwigwe

IN MY BAG

Still in my bag like fries that fell out of the box
Still in my bag like fries that’s still in my bag, still in my bag
Still in my bag like fries that fell out of the box
Still in my bag like fries that’s still in my bag, still in my bag
Was on the Block then I made it off the block, mm-kay-kay?
Had the box, weave game top notch like Sheneneh
I don’t talk tongue wrestling where I’m from for the suckas
And the duckers of the scuffle I go off like a buzzer
When I hear a beat like this
No sweat for me like a T that’s a Dri-Fit
Black Swan as my main squeeze, no side chick
Lame ducks shake they tail-feather to excite me
But I ain’t tryna pipe it
I’m a riot all these rappers be my Simba, I ain’t lion
I’m a giant, I’m M. Bison, flow electric, I’m a diamond
In the rough, call Aladdin when you hear me spazzing
Fat my princess Jasmine 'cept she tote a magnum
I ain’t talking condoms, we don’t use them, boy we married
And we got a baby Fat
Wavy wraps make these lazy cats
Hear the flow and give me crazy daps
Brainiac what they call me since my tour was crazy packed
And I did it independent you don’t get boy, I’m
Still in my bag like fries that fell out of the box
Still in my bag like fries that’s still in my bag, still in my bag
Still in my bag, still in my bag
Still in my bag, still in my bag
Still in my bag, still in my bag
Hol' uh, hol' uh, hol' uh, hol' uh
Hol' uh, hol' uh, hol' uh, hol' uh
I’m in my bag, I’m in my bag
I’m in my bag, I’m in my bag
I’m out the box, I’m in my bag
Get out the box, get in ya bag
I am the purest form of art
Your flow the purest form of fart
It stink you should think before you start
To rap with monsters who eat beats a-la-carte
With a sick smile, stiff bile, hardest dookie out take a whiff now
Never been the type to get paid and then switch styles
Got paid and sat my homies down like a sixth foul
And put a plan together, call it strategy
Gradually give them boys some ownership
Marathon continues, Imma do this on my own like Nip
Independent hustle with some muscle and a bone to pick
With all these labels knowing that then favors just alone you get That’s why I’m
Still in my bag like fries that fell out of the box
Still in my bag like fries that’s still in my bag, still in my bag