Bodega!

[Produced by Statik Selektah]

[Intro]

Yeah

Thank you, thank you, thank you

Far too kind, far too kind

[Hook]

Bodega! Bodega!

Bodega! Bodega!

[Verse 1]

If I'm a lion I run the jungle

I'm lying I run the streets

This nine I fire wild

I never had to sneak diss-

Member contenders with every word I speak

With any word that's wrote, the King James I preach

The insane I see, clear view my peak

Mountain top, no sweat like Keith Cool collect

You gotta prove me wrong

You can't prove these set traps

Like boobie setbacks

My uzi det dat

Loosie puff up, coughing lungs up

I'm from NY, we pop Chris like Tucker

This brick got locked up

Duct tape tucked up

This traffic fucked up

But nothing get me nervous when I'm trafficking weight, wait

The time and the place

You bring me static, your death come

I select the date

I hate the hate, I hate the love

I hate the fake

I don't need to flex like Gray, what his name?

[Hook]

Bodega! Bodega!

Bodega! Bodega!

[Verse 2]

If you fucking on the plane for the first time, Fly Virgin

I put ice on the finger roll, what am I, a Spur like Gervin?

I made a living off rap, on purpose

Should I chase the money like JPMorgan?

Pay me portions, nah ah, I need that fortune

Like no sorcerer, I need sources

Check for the wire taps on cordless

Gorgeous thug, I don't need a course to put a hole in one

If they tryna cap a 10, they could hold the sun

Black boy with the golden tongue

Spit carrots, blow purp like puns

Heartburn, no tums

If you bite the hand that feed you, I'm a cut off thumbs

No lie, come try

They wanna watch but no body see me

Flowing infinity, like the memory of my nigga Stevie

[Hook]

Bodega! Bodega!

Bodega! Bodega!