Bødega Lyrics

You wanna go to the Bodega Wanna go to the Bodega

Wanna go to the Bodega I said, bitch, I'll see you later

Top floor, elevators LV like the Raiders

Ayy, wait, look, I ain't got credit I got paper, top floor suite

Las Vegas, yeah Middle fingers to the haters

Uh, tell me who the greatest is We on this shit, dawg

I don't really give a shit what you be on Man, shit, you a pee on

Butterfly shit, you'll never really be on This, but I'm buzzin' like that

I don't give a fuck, I'll fuck her cousin like that I said, baby, let me hit her from the back

Cold-ass shit, picture-perfect moment, yeah I said, wait, toxic, bitch, that love to talk some shit

Ayy, run it up, you know I'm bout to shit Uh, wanna go to the Bodega

Uh, wanna go to the Bodega I just crushed a lot, I'm not a player

I can't slam dunk, but I can lay up They know what it is

Every single time we in this motherfuckin' shit I was right here with the motherfuckin' Lowe's

I was right there hittin' six with my woes I can bet you the caddy, I can make a touch of toes

Bad bitches only, I don't fuck with hoes This is bout to turn up, we about to turn up

Right there, this is Ike and Tina Turner

Wanna go to the Bodega I said, bitch, I'll see you later

Top floor, elevators, uh LV like the Raiders, yeah, wait