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bodega bamz - east 2 west lyrics

[verse 1: bodega bamz & celphi]
ayo, i know what i know, that stovetop
i travel the world like globe trot
i woke up, what a beautiful feelin’
i think i’m ’bout to run out that door and make me a million
okay, vest on, bible in the man purse, left church
prayin’ on the wake up ’til my legs hurt, true that
welcome back to true rap, f+ck a vest with a plate
you know my projectiles’ll shoot through that

[verse 2: bodega bamz]
dapper tan, that’s my n+gga, rickavelli
gucci’d down to the socks, homie, smell me
poof, sh+tted on these n+ggas since a youth
that deuce+deuce target practice off the roof
i was cold thеn, child of the ghetto, wrist golden
had ya shorty hold my sacks likе i’m goldman
bicoastal, told my girl bye, did you pack my slides?
i’m just tryna get my chicken up like sunny+side

[verse 3: celphi]
my vision is heavy, i told ’em already
when they ask for a cut, man, we came with machetes
and when they ask for a truce, you know we came at ’em deadly
so why they ask who is who when they know me already?
b+tch, i’m the mexican mufasa, run up in ya casa
death to imposters, shrimp on the pasta
and steak on the lobster, surfin’ and turfin’
is you purpin’ or you workin’? i’m just sayin’ i’m for certain
[verse 4: bodega bamz]
yo, your stack thinner than a macbook air
shout out to all the homies really gettin’ money out here
i’m talkin’ football numbers with no guarantee
i’m a gangster, gangster, gangster, that’s a triple g
i’m talkin’ new york winners with the pork fried
i’m talkin’ california love, yellin’ west side
i’m talkin’ brown mixed with black, yeah, that tan pride
i make a sign of the cross where my man died
god, lift him up, god, lift him up
if i put my gun down, who picks it up?
you can’t really be happy without trust
you can’t really be askin’ who is us, where you’ve been?
not around, i’m a real right now
f+ck your og talk, we’re the real right now
not around, i’m a real right now
f+ck your og talk, we’re the real right now, i’m out

- bodega bamz lyrics

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