Modelo UptownBODEGA (Ft. Conway the Machine)

I spit crack when I let the coke enter me nigga
Made some bread off some pies like I’m Entenmann's nigga
Now I’m coming up n everybody got advice
I’m like please don’t try to lecture me nigga
If I had advice, shit my advice is everybody got a vice
Now put the money in the bag and don’t nobody gotta die
When I write it’s like rapping was reborn
N this the new rappers delight
UptownBODEGA spitting shit until the booth start to ignite
When my status that of a legend, won't catch me at a red light
Cuz that’s how Big n Pac both died, on passenger sides
My ride keep a black ice tree with blunts in the stash
To mask the smell
Ozium to mask it better masked up like masquerades make u do the macarena
Reaching for your pocket
Me no care what’s in your locket
Family pics n such
Shit I’ll take it
Dega style, stir the pot until I break it
Vegas style, a couple of these chips will have your shorty slapping skins until we chaffin
She yellow like bag of Famous Amos
Word to Famous, soon as I say get em hittas shoot so quick that they forget the aiming
Chri keep flowing til my closet filled wit 80 caimans
90s baby serving fiends
Work so good they biting off they finger nails to get the residue that’s in between
Ripping seams
Typa questions my niggas ask
Should I cop the Benzo or the Beem
All about my cream nah mean