BODEGA ft. Thiaga Lyrics

Shorty want a mornin' text but wake up in the PM

DMs I be seeing' filled with girls that's European

Every season, I be eatin, feedin' all my demons

Put that shit back in the track, these rappers barely breathin'

That's why my shit is always classic

Bars straight Shakesperian

Your fate is always tragic

Feat when they seen' him

All my raps is different

Shit don't fit the same criterion

It's cause they shit is too mundane

You hear me it's an experience

And I ain't wear the mask

Except for the simple fact

That if y'all saw me ballin' off the track

You'd be depressed

All my life ain't nobody look talk or walk like me

That's why they talking' shit but I know that they hella stressed

And people always tryna put me in a box

Tell me

This all the rules

What to do so I could taste success

That's why I had to put my nuts up on the table

And show you mufuckas only I know

What's comin' next

Go Bodega

Gettin' paper

Livin' free

Fuck a hater

Said I'm nice with it right now

I'm so nice with it right now

Go Bodega

Gettin' paper

Onion cheese

Lettuce tomato

Said I'm nice with it right now

I'm so nice with it right now

In Rome but I ain't Romeo

Dijon dick tellin' me, she tired of the mayo

Everybody fall in line, do just as I say so

Made too many dollars so I had to get the pesos

You know that I'm not the type of rapper who will chase hoes

I chase flows

Hit home runs

Conseco

My day clothes

Is paid for

And your main hoe unfaithful

Instead of being bitter bout it

You should be grateful

First they gonna hate it

The fame is what you chasing

You try to make a name them lames won't even play it

Then you get a buzz, now you're underrated

On your way up bout time happy belated

These days everybody around me is sedated

Sleep walking mothafuckas tellin' me I made it

Like wait bitch

Ain't you the same chick?

Who hated

In 08

When my name

Had no weight?

Outrageous!

Go Bodega

Gettin' paper

Livin' free

Fuck a hater

Said I'm nice with it right now

I'm so nice with it right now

Go Bodega

Gettin' paper

Onion cheese

Lettuce tomato

Said I'm nice with it right now

I'm so nice with it right now

Every night that I was cooped up

Cooking in the kitchen

I was getting

It in

Like it was my religion

Bitches acting childish

You would swear they was some children

I will not fumble no bag

Cause greatness is the mission