Bay Swag Cafe Regal Lyrics

[Intro]
What was that real quick?
Yeah

[Chorus]
I been fightin' all these demons (Fightin' all these demons)
Lil' bitch done got turnt up and I'm the reason (And she know it)
I know that you f*ckin', bae, you ain't gotta lie to me
Bitches see young niggas like us, think we hit the lottery
They gon' follow the leader wherever I say go
So many foreigns parked up, this shit like Saints Row, it's paid for (On God)
Workin' in that club, it don't impress a nigga (It don't impress me, baby)
I like bad hoes in my section, nigga (Yeah)
How that's your opp, but when you seen him, you ain't address a nigga? (What?)
Well, we got opps who make they family go and dress a nigga, tombstone

[Verse]
I got one for the fam and one for the bitches, I keep two phones
Pop a yidda, mix it with the Qua', I'm in a new mood
B Lotti should've listened to me, now he in a group home
Don't ever bite the hand that feed you (Woo)
One thing my young bae ain't know, he for the people (He for the people)
I just parked a McLaren right at Cafe Regal (On God)
You f*ck my coworker, I f*ck yours, now we equal
Been pourin' up too goddamn much, mommy, I need you (Oh my God)
In the trenches every day, we f*ck it up (We f*ck it up)
I just gave like fifteen hundred to f*ck a slut (On my mama)
I ain't got time to tell lil' mom, we f*ckin' or what? (Don't want no drama)
Just put a button on that bitch, we fear nobody (Brrt)
Just got ten years from an order, that shit is gon' fry me (On God)
I don't want that p*ssy, girl, I want some moppy, do it sloppy I hate a bitch that's from the blocky, that's super oppy
We just keep runnin' this shit up (Woo)

[Chorus]
I been fightin' all these demons (Ayy, ayy)
Lil' bitch done got turnt up and I'm the reason (Oh my God)
I know that you f*ckin', bae, you ain't gotta lie to me (Gotta lie)
Bitches see young niggas like us, think we hit the lottery (Woo)
They gon' follow the leader wherever I say go (Whatever I say I go)
So many foreigns parked up, this shit like Saints Row, it's paid for (Skrrt, skrrt)
Workin' in that club, it don't impress a nigga (It don't impress me, baby)
I like bad hoes in my section, nigga (On God)
How that's your opp, but when you seen him, you ain't address a nigga? (What?)
Well, we got opps who make they family go and dress a nigga (Grrt, dah, dah, gang)

[Outro]
Don't ever bite the hand that feed you (The hand that feed you)
One thing my young bae ain't know, he for the people (He know what's up)
I just parked a McLaren right at Cafe Regal (On my mama)
You f*ck my coworker, I f*ck yours, now we equal (Don't want no drama)
Been pourin' up too goddamn much, mommy, I need you (Ayy)
In the trenches every day, we f*ck it up (We f*ck it up)
I just gave like fifteen hundred to f*ck a slut (On my mama)
Just put a button on that bitch, we fear nobody (Frrt, frrt, frrt)
I don't want that p*ssy, girl, I want some moppy, do it sloppy (Oh my God)
I hate a bitch that's from the blocky, that's super oppy