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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Duration
03:18
Key
6
Tempo
81 BPM

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