Book Bag
Remble Lyrics


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It's Remble

You remember Remble at them kickbacks
Buddy was a stripper and in gymnastics
You never really got your homies get back
If he runs up on me, then he's a pill addict
I walked in the party with a big whammer
A Smith & Wesson full nickel with the big daddy
Look at 'em, pay attention to the way they look at me
I remember they were tryna throw the book at me

When I seen you, you were looking like a good bag
I was selling blowers out a book bag
Jansport, nothing here to look at
I just did my stuff and then I shook after
When I seen you, you were looking like a good bag
I was selling blowers out a book bag
Jansport, nothing here to look at
I just did my stuff and then I shook after

I noticed you were shopping at the Goodwill
I noticed when you're not with all those people, you're a good kid
I noticed when you don't have any money, you feel good still
I see you carry ghost Glocks, buy a good pistol
You wore that sweater ten times, buy a new fit
How the hell did you feel fly in a true fit?
If he went down and didn't tell, then you salute him
If Remble tells on anybody, you should shoot him
Make sure you take the burner to the cookout
On a mission, I was never lookout
Have the Blicky every time you pop out
I was probably drilling with a dropout

When I seen you, you were looking like a good bag
I was selling blowers out a book bag
Jansport, nothing here to look at
I just did my stuff and then I shook after
When I seen you, you were looking like a good bag
I was selling blowers out a book bag
Jansport, nothing here to look at
I just did my stuff and then I shook after

I noticed all the bitches seen me when I crept in
Ambidextrous, I had to pull her with my left hand
Young niggas, we was fightin' off the blocks
Lookin' at my chain, boo-hoo cryin', had to breakdance
I pledge allegiance everyday to put this shit on
I don't see no hoes I wanna fuck, I'm finna get on
Make a bet with me to pull up to the stu, send a Venmo
Threw a party, but it's only bitches, you ain't get the memo?
Yeah, I noticed you in gallery, but you wasn't buying shit though
My rich bitch keep on sayin' get some land and buy some Crypto
I'm in love with her brand, swear to God this shit slept on
With some bad bitches, finna Lambo leap, I'm in the end zone

When I seen you, you were looking like a good bag
I was selling blowers out a book bag
Jansport, nothing here to look at
I just did my stuff and then I shook after
When I seen you, you were looking like a good bag
I was selling blowers out a book bag
Jansport, nothing here to look at
I just did my stuff and then I shook after

Yeah, I just did my stuff, she finna cook after
My daddy always had the hoes, he's who I took after
Shy bitch when she suck it, she don't like it when I look at her
Charger gang, diamonds hittin' harder than a fuckin' linebacker
I noticed at the dice game, you ain't throw one lick
I notice you keep talkin' 'bout these bitches that you don't get
I just noticed that you niggas sharin' clothes, that shit don't fit
We invented throwin' money in the crowd, yeah, that's our shit
I can't ride in no bullshit with high miles, I get car sick
In the club poppin' bottles, I ain't never left no bar tip
I never get to hear your songs, they always skip past
Bitches beg me not to do it, feel like blood bath

When I seen you, you were looking like a good bag
I was selling blowers out a book bag
Jansport, nothing here to look at
I just did my stuff and then I shook after
When I seen you, you were looking like a good bag
I was selling blowers out a book bag
Jansport, nothing here to look at
I just did my stuff and then I shook after





Whoa, Kenny

Overall Meaning

The song "Book Bag" by Remble narrates his journey from being a stripper and a gymnast to selling drugs out of a Jansport bag. The song starts with Remble noticing his acquaintances staring at him in a certain way and how they tried to book him earlier. The chorus of the song talks about how he started selling drugs out of his book bag and how he saw a girl who looked like a good bag. He noticed her shopping at Goodwill, and how she is a good kid when she is not with the bad crowd. The lyrics then delve into other things he has noticed, like how guys who don't snitch must be saluted, and a reminder to never go out without a burner.


Remble talks about his life, how he and his friends fight, and how he wears a chain that makes kids cry. He talks about his love for his craft and how he pledges allegiance every day to it. He comments on how he doesn't want to have sex with his friends' partners, and how he is focused on getting things done. As the song ends, he talks about his dad and how he is like his dad in certain aspects. He notices that people share clothes and how it doesn't fit them. He mentions how his music is always skipped but at the same time, people beg him not to do something.


Remble's "Book Bag" is all about how he has transitioned from his previous work and how he is now selling drugs through a book bag. The song has a strong narrative flow and paints a picture of how Remble has moved into the darker side of things.


Line by Line Meaning

You remember Remble at them kickbacks
You have memories of Remble at social gatherings


Buddy was a stripper and in gymnastics
Remble once worked as a stripper and was into gymnastics


You never really got your homies get back
You never really helped your friends get revenge


If he runs up on me, then he's a pill addict
If someone confronts Remble, he assumes they are a drug addict


I walked in the party with a big whammer
Remble carried a large gun to a party


A Smith & Wesson full nickel with the big daddy
The gun Remble carried was a Smith & Wesson revolver with a large barrel


Look at 'em, pay attention to the way they look at me
People are looking at Remble, so he wants you to pay attention too


I remember they were tryna throw the book at me
Remble was once in trouble with the law and people wanted to punish him severely


When I seen you, you were looking like a good bag
When Remble saw you, you looked like someone with money or something valuable


I was selling blowers out a book bag
Remble was selling drugs out of a backpack


Jansport, nothing here to look at
The backpack Remble used to sell drugs was just a basic Jansport


I just did my stuff and then I shook after
After selling drugs, Remble quickly left to avoid getting caught


I noticed you were shopping at the Goodwill
Remble noticed that you were shopping at a thrift store


I noticed when you're not with all those people, you're a good kid
Remable noticed that you are well-behaved when not with a certain group of people


I noticed when you don't have any money, you feel good still
Remble noticed that you are happy even when you don't have much money


I see you carry ghost Glocks, buy a good pistol
Remble advises you to buy a better gun than a Glock


You wore that sweater ten times, buy a new fit
Remble suggests that you should buy some new clothes


How the hell did you feel fly in a true fit?
Remble is confused about how you could look good in old clothes


If he went down and didn't tell, then you salute him
Remble respects someone who goes to jail and doesn't snitch


If Remble tells on anybody, you should shoot him
Remble expects to be killed if he snitches on anyone


Make sure you take the burner to the cookout
Remble advises you to always carry a gun to social events


On a mission, I was never lookout
Remble was always active, never just on lookout


Have the Blicky every time you pop out
Remble suggests that you always carry a gun when going out in public


I was probably drilling with a dropout
Remble was likely committing a crime with someone who dropped out of school


I noticed all the bitches seen me when I crept in
Remble noticed that women took notice of him when he entered a room quietly


Ambidextrous, I had to pull her with my left hand
Remble is capable of using both hands, and pulled someone towards him with his left hand


Young niggas, we was fightin' off the blocks
Remble fought for his territory when he was younger


Looking at my chain, boo-hoo cryin', had to breakdance
Someone was crying after seeing Remble's expensive chain, so Remble made fun of them by suggesting they breakdance


I pledge allegiance everyday to put this shit on
Remble is determined to succeed and will do whatever it takes


I don't see no hoes I wanna fuck, I'm finna get on
Remble is focused on his goals rather than sexual encounters


Make a bet with me to pull up to the stu, send a Venmo
Remble challenges you to bet money that he will show up to the studio, and asks to receive payment through Venmo


Threw a party, but it's only bitches, you ain't get the memo?
Remble invites you to a party, but only women will be there, and wonders if you were informed


My rich bitch keep on sayin' get some land and buy some Crypto
Remble's wealthy girlfriend keeps telling him to invest in real estate and cryptocurrency


I'm in love with her brand, swear to God this shit slept on
Remble is impressed with his girlfriend's business, which he believes is underrated


With some bad bitches, finna Lambo leap, I'm in the end zone
Remble is with some attractive women, and feels like he has scored a touchdown in life


Yeah, I just did my stuff, she finna cook after
Remble just finished having sex, and his partner is about to prepare food


My daddy always had the hoes, he's who I took after
Remble's father was popular with women, and Remble inherited that trait


Shy bitch when she suck it, she don't like it when I look at her
Remble's partner is shy when performing oral sex, and doesn't want to be looked at


Charger gang, diamonds hittin' harder than a fuckin' linebacker
Remble is part of a group that drives Dodge Charger cars and has expensive jewelry that sparkles brightly


I noticed at the dice game, you ain't throw one lick
Remble noticed that you didn't participate in a dice game


I notice you keep talkin' 'bout these bitches that you don't get
Remble notices that you often talk about women, but don't have any success with them


I just noticed that you niggas sharin' clothes, that shit don't fit
Remble saw that you and your friends share clothing that doesn't fit well


We invented throwin' money in the crowd, yeah, that's our shit
Remble and his friends started the trend of throwing money into crowds of people


I can't ride in no bullshit with high miles, I get car sick
Remble doesn't like driving in cars with high mileage, as it makes him feel ill


In the club poppin' bottles, I ain't never left no bar tip
Remble has never tipped a bartender after buying bottles in a club


I never get to hear your songs, they always skip past
Remble never hears your music, as he always skips past it


Bitches beg me not to do it, feel like blood bath
Women ask Remble to not engage in sexual activity because it feels violent and aggressive




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Eunique Remble

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Comments from YouTube:

@mariomessiah8862

“It’s remble” becomes more fire every new song he drops

@polog9326

This man is gonna be next up i promise you

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kc-GGG0uTIA

@friendsclose-enemiescloser8551

At least get the man’s name right lol🤣

@mariomessiah8862

@@friendsclose-enemiescloser8551 lol gotchu

@dereklaverne7608

ITS REMBLE. Hes just gotta keep that "clarity rap" style. Dude keeps it articulate, no need for lyric look up. If he keeps the same flow he'll just be another CJ, making every song sound like "whoopty"

@GEOEDON

You ain't lying

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@tragicking7154

He's not a gangsta rapper
He's a troubled poet

@youtuberuzzix2805

LOL

@itry3384

your absolute right my dolpher ganger.

@lydiamoreno7233

@@itry3384 r=9p

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