They need the money Camirand
Yeah, straight from the hood with it
Bars on Genius, I wish y'all could get it
Yeah I'm tired of explaining how I'm so good with it
I am just good witted
Spillin' my secrets nobody listen
All on the podcast, nobody gets it
Not that my formula works
But it's better than sitting with no composition
Get your write game up
When a fight came up
You say you the best we just might wake up
Inception falling asleep
Our songs on addy, we've been up all week
Running and running your song on rotation
All at the stream farms, stats, and equations
Goofiest songs they personify you
I'm not concerned with your Spotify views
Yeah, hop out the coupe
Yelling like what they gon' do
Always gonna say how I feel and I move
Never going front I'm the truth
Stepping right out of the booth
And feeling so cool
And I'm feeling myself
And I'm feeling I dealt with the pressure so well
And I guess that's the way that I move in
CBT told you, hopping out the coupe
Versus dog shit on some drum loops
Listen to your new tracks, old news
You Javele McGee, I'm Jordan 23
Walk a mile in the f*cking goats shoes
I'm with a stallion and she tryna boat too
Pussy good and it taste like soul food
Motherf*cker I just told you
Big Bodega and he out of pocket
Connect with my plug like a f*cking socket
Up in H town, like Hakeem on the Rockets
I freestyle my style and they tryna jock it
I don't flex bitch I just speak the truth
I'll raise the bar, my bars raise the roof
Aye the chef is cooking and I season the STEW
You're tough but your ass ain't bulletproof
Yeah, hop out the coupe
Yelling like what they gon' do
Always gonna say how I feel and I move
Never going front I'm the truth
Stepping right out of the booth
And feeling so cool
And feeling myself
And feeling I dealt with the pressure so well
And I guess that's the way that I move in
Stew - EZ (feat. craftedbytyler & Bodega Baby) Lyrics
Stew - EZ (feat. craftedbytyler & Bodega Baby) Lyrics
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They need the money Camirand
Yeah, straight from the hood with it
Bars on Genius, I wish y'all could get it
Yeah I'm tired of explaining how I'm so good with it
I am just good witted
Spillin' my secrets nobody listen
All on the podcast, nobody gets it
Not that my formula works
But it's better than sitting with no composition
Get your write game up
When a fight came up
You say you the best we just might wake up
Inception falling asleep
Our songs on addy, we've been up all week
Running and running your song on rotation
All at the stream farms, stats, and equations
Goofiest songs they personify you
I'm not concerned with your Spotify views
Yeah, hop out the coupe
Yelling like what they gon' do
Always gonna say how I feel and I move
Never going front I'm the truth
Stepping right out of the booth
And feeling so cool
And I'm feeling myself
And I'm feeling I dealt with the pressure so well
And I guess that's the way that I move in
CBT told you, hopping out the coupe
Versus dog shit on some drum loops
Listen to your new tracks, old news
You Javele McGee, I'm Jordan 23
Walk a mile in the f*cking goats shoes
I'm with a stallion and she tryna boat too
Pussy good and it taste like soul food
Motherf*cker I just told you
Big Bodega and he out of pocket
Connect with my plug like a f*cking socket
Up in H town, like Hakeem on the Rockets
I freestyle my style and they tryna jock it
I don't flex bitch I just speak the truth
I'll raise the bar, my bars raise the roof
Aye the chef is cooking and I season the STEW
You're tough but your ass ain't bulletproof
Yeah, hop out the coupe
Yelling like what they gon' do
Always gonna say how I feel and I move
Never going front I'm the truth
Stepping right out of the booth
And feeling so cool
And feeling myself
And feeling I dealt with the pressure so well
And I guess that's the way that I move in
Yeah, straight from the hood with it
Bars on Genius, I wish y'all could get it
Yeah I'm tired of explaining how I'm so good with it
I am just good witted
Spillin' my secrets nobody listen
All on the podcast, nobody gets it
Not that my formula works
But it's better than sitting with no composition
Get your write game up
When a fight came up
You say you the best we just might wake up
Inception falling asleep
Our songs on addy, we've been up all week
Running and running your song on rotation
All at the stream farms, stats, and equations
Goofiest songs they personify you
I'm not concerned with your Spotify views
Yeah, hop out the coupe
Yelling like what they gon' do
Always gonna say how I feel and I move
Never going front I'm the truth
Stepping right out of the booth
And feeling so cool
And I'm feeling myself
And I'm feeling I dealt with the pressure so well
And I guess that's the way that I move in
CBT told you, hopping out the coupe
Versus dog shit on some drum loops
Listen to your new tracks, old news
You Javele McGee, I'm Jordan 23
Walk a mile in the f*cking goats shoes
I'm with a stallion and she tryna boat too
Pussy good and it taste like soul food
Motherf*cker I just told you
Big Bodega and he out of pocket
Connect with my plug like a f*cking socket
Up in H town, like Hakeem on the Rockets
I freestyle my style and they tryna jock it
I don't flex bitch I just speak the truth
I'll raise the bar, my bars raise the roof
Aye the chef is cooking and I season the STEW
You're tough but your ass ain't bulletproof
Yeah, hop out the coupe
Yelling like what they gon' do
Always gonna say how I feel and I move
Never going front I'm the truth
Stepping right out of the booth
And feeling so cool
And feeling myself
And feeling I dealt with the pressure so well
And I guess that's the way that I move in
Writer: Crafted Tyler, Bodega Rapper
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid