Barcelona
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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 fuckin fashion A high bitch like to laugh whenever I'm laughing Bodega Boy I got love for all my fuckin 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
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:18
- Key
- 6
- Tempo
- 81 BPM