Bodega BAMZ -  Who U With

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Bodega BAMZ Who U With Lyrics

[Chorus]
Who you with? What that set? What you claim? (Tan)
Who that chick? Where you been? What’s yo’ name? (Tan)
Who you with? What’s that set? What you claim? (Tan)
Who that chick? Where you been? What’s yo’ name? (Tan)

[Verse]
I got a homie up in prison ’til 20— (free the boys)
If you takin’ pictures, better hold it steady (Canon)
We can make it hot in here with [?] and Nelly
Girl, put it in yo’ mouth, Akinyele
I was gettin’ paid in full and watchin’ Belly (Keisha)
Even workin’ on the weekends ’til I lost my belly
My brother Ohla like, “I’m tryna get a name already”
You know they lookin’ like me, shit, I want the fame already (wait)
They been viewin’ before my YouTube (yeah)
All these ni**as sound alike, so who’s who? (for real)
Substitute the yellow rice for couscous (diet)
Brujería, Santería, this that voodoo (black magic)
I’ve been tryna bag this girl for two weeks (bit*h)
Now I’m tryna bag this girl for three weeks (let me hit it)
Bottle girl, stripper girl, same thing
Y’all both do it for the money, let it rain, rain
Scarface, Montana, son of Tony (son of Tony)
All black, head to toe, like an omen (yeah)
Lookin’ at you funny like, “you really know me?” (I’ve got some dollars)
Lookin’ at my pockets like, “you really holdin’?”
Look, I remember trappin’, makin’ seven-fifty (B-M-double)
Crack up in the bubble of my seven-fifty (every corner)
Never wore Supreme, to me, that shit be iffy (doo doo)
Born and raised in Harlem, that’s the fashion city (oui oui)
Sittin’ pretty, Prada, we don’t step in those (never)
VVS the diamonds and the X and Os (shine)
French blue chanel smell like french vanilla (money)
And when I go to Paris, takin’ all my niggas (Tan)
When I go to Europe, takin’ all my ni**as (Tan)
And if you got a kid, call the babysitter (call her)
Made it out the ghetto singin’ hallelujah (praise the Lord)
Pastor walkin’ by like, “brother, how you doin’?” (I made it)
I just told ’em patience and a lotta faith (that’s true)
Drivin’ in that hoopty in and outta state (scared)
Prayin’ that I make it back in one piece (I did)
Twenty thousand, spent it all in one week
Bamz, can we take a picture with you now? (of course)
I’m a superstar, catch me walkin’ with the crowd (I do it)
In the projects, all my bitches keep it gutter
Up in Hollywood, watchin’ women eat each other
Why they actin’ like Bodega ain’t the chosen one?
You in there actin’ like Bodega ain’t the coldest one (yeah)
Every time I drop, they got they eyes on it (that’s right)
If you sendin’ shots, then put yo’ lives on it (boom, boom)

[Chorus]
Who you with? What that set? What you claim? (Tan)
Who that chick? Where you been? What’s yo’ name? (Tan)
Who you with? What’s that set? What you claim? (Tan)
Who that chick? Where you been? What’s yo’ name? (Tan)

[Outro]
Who you with? What that set? What you claim?
Who that chick? Where you been? What’s yo’ name?
I don’t bang blue, I don’t bang red
I just bang Tan, that’s the gang gang, let it rang rang, yo
Who you with? What that set? What you claim?
Who that chick? Where you been? What’s yo’ name?
I don’t bang blue, I don’t bang red
I just bang Tan, that’s the gang gang, let it rang rang, uh