UptownBodega - Barcelona Lyrics

I just booked a trip to Barcelona
Chase my Henny down wit Arizona
Messi jersey, messy head aroma
All these bands overload the quota
The way she ride the kid i feel like my name Daytona
Let her talk that good shit, that's just her persona
I hit the scene I make my money disappear like magic
U ain't stacking racks yet boy that's so tragic
UptownBODEGA, who dat? got the people asking
I holla back where the smoke at? where the weed at
A lotta niggas need a cosign ion need that
A lotta niggas like to talk tough til u react
Got a white girl waving that black girl magic
Got a tan girl mixing up all my acid
Got a bad girl sniffing off both they asses
Keep a good bitch rollin up, I'm stuck in traffic
A dumb bitch drop the blunt whenever she past it
A fat bitch hold me down without me askin
Got a fly bitch put me on to all this f*ckin fashion
A high bitch like to laugh whenever I'm laughing
Bodega Boy I got love for all my f*ckin addicts
Shout the flava man I copped before I was trapping
Man I'm on the block lookin out for op in a drop top
Summer mine keep it in my sock like a lil rock
Ya shorty mine took her down south not to Little Rock
Before u rhyme make sure that u live the life u speak bout
Before I rhymed I was serving yay making ends meet
Doing 105 on the 495 like Envy
My good looks get me by don't gotta spend a penny
Bouncer won't let me in
I'm gone off the Hennesis
Drop another band just to get me thru the entrances
I just booked a trip to Barcelona
Chase my Henny down wit Arizona
Messi jersey, messy head aroma
All these bands overload the quota
The way she ride the kid i feel like my name Daytona
Let her talk that good shit, that's just her persona
I hit the scene I make my money disappear like magic
U ain't stacking racks yet boy that's so tragic
Rocking Le Coq Sportif, im overseas
Tryna get thru customs in some customized tees
Switched into some Patta ya dont know about these
Couple onions blown on some justified fees
Couple bad bitches that's what justified means
Hittin up the club in Gucci shades I can't see
I dont tell a shorty what to wear, I tell her take it off
From the telly to the loft
Hard head ass soft
Feeling super in this bitch
Ma take that mask off
Take a uber to the bitch
Give Raul 5 stars
My nigga Asher in this bitch
He always hit the puss raw
I tried to tell him wrap it up
He weigh it like a seesaw
Wit some niggas down to hit a lick
Down by default
No Offset no Cardi B no amigos
Heard u moving under 2, shit I'll take 3 of those
Split it wit my niggas round the hood those my ppls
I just booked a trip to Barcelona
Chase my Henny down wit Arizona
Messi jersey, messy head aroma
All these bands overload the quota
The way she ride the kid i feel like my name Daytona
Let her talk that good shit, that's just her persona
I hit the scene I make my money disappear like magic
U ain't stacking racks yet boy that's so tragic