Bar Cruizin
Come from Milwaukee thats why i stack bucks
We work theyre talking like lazy fat fucks
Wont say shit to me cause they all lack nuts
Now theyll say sorry and act how the past was
Used to be behind thats what the fact was
Now i catch up moving with the fast ones
Say you get money all i see is lack of
Cruz is the right hitter like brewers last one
Come from the dirty stallis
Mouthin some wordy malice
Hit by my young girthy phallus
While its numb and purely callused
Got a shot so imma take it
No team with me I'll still make it
They feel fake i just cant shake it
Dont throw cake if you cant bake it
Coming up this shit aint easy
Runner up im feeling wheezy
Work so much i got em queasy
Money comes in the valise
Im an artist to an easel
Like truck owners to the diesel
You dont wanna fuck with Timo
Or that Miggy Bars either, Cruz
You dont really wanna fuck with cruz
I dont think yall candle these bars
No matter what yall gon lose
Its the 414 and the 262
You dont really wanna fuck with cruz
I dont think yall candle these bars
No matter what yall gon lose
Its the 414 and the 262
Miggy on the beat, he be bringin heat
Literally yall are not as hot as me
This a test and you get marked as incomplete
Write it down with pencil lead
Oops i meant to say lead
But i guess the other word means that i am ahead
Gettin bread so im riskng yeast
Been a beast bombing middle east
Hittin critically that's maximum damage
A savage i ravage and pilage my village militant minded
So just get behind it
Metal bars been grinded
Different flows allined with
Gritty beats unwinding
All your thoughts whats the cost of ya soul
Think im just losing comtrol
Need to know where to go
Let it flow so ya roll
It be Timo, Miggy bars
Aint nobody else in charge
Know who killin beats we been at large
Its dos seis dos like we dancin around
Yall just prancin no clout
And im mike tys-in a fucking bout, Bars
You dont really wanna fuck with cruz
I dont think yall candle these bars
No matter what yall gon lose
Its the 414 and the 262
You dont really wanna fuck with cruz
I dont think yall candle these bars
No matter what yall gon lose
Its the 414 and the 262
262 and 414
Coming through to kick in doors
Mig on the track im bars endorsed
And got more than I bargained for
Back and forth like tug of war
We kill this shit like horror core
Enemies we waterbaord
This is what we have in store
Dodging bull like matadors
If youre walking dead of course
Sweat out bullets lead in pores
You should see a vet or nurse
Im a norse god
Youre just sod
Soft as dirt
I work, divert your turf
I lurk and murk
You're perch I catch
You're hurt, uh
Its us or nothing like nerf
We rollin loud like bikers
Shes fine, her friends yikers
Back nine her spine, Tiger
Behind the wheel a driver
Magnificent admire
My bars are flame igniter
Youre all fucking liars
Hotter than some dryers
You buyin we're suppliers
Grindin for designer
Need help we'll be guiders
Gettin paper like binders
We are the reminder
Pur music you desire
A Tim and Mig combiner
You dont really wanna fuck with cruz
I dont think yall candle these bars
No matter what yall gon lose
Its the 414 and the 262
You dont really wanna fuck with cruz
I dont think yall candle these bars
No matter what yall gon lose
Its the 414 and the 262
We work theyre talking like lazy fat fucks
Wont say shit to me cause they all lack nuts
Now theyll say sorry and act how the past was
Used to be behind thats what the fact was
Now i catch up moving with the fast ones
Say you get money all i see is lack of
Cruz is the right hitter like brewers last one
Come from the dirty stallis
Mouthin some wordy malice
Hit by my young girthy phallus
While its numb and purely callused
Got a shot so imma take it
No team with me I'll still make it
They feel fake i just cant shake it
Dont throw cake if you cant bake it
Coming up this shit aint easy
Runner up im feeling wheezy
Work so much i got em queasy
Money comes in the valise
Im an artist to an easel
Like truck owners to the diesel
You dont wanna fuck with Timo
Or that Miggy Bars either, Cruz
You dont really wanna fuck with cruz
I dont think yall candle these bars
No matter what yall gon lose
Its the 414 and the 262
You dont really wanna fuck with cruz
I dont think yall candle these bars
No matter what yall gon lose
Its the 414 and the 262
Miggy on the beat, he be bringin heat
Literally yall are not as hot as me
This a test and you get marked as incomplete
Write it down with pencil lead
Oops i meant to say lead
But i guess the other word means that i am ahead
Gettin bread so im riskng yeast
Been a beast bombing middle east
Hittin critically that's maximum damage
A savage i ravage and pilage my village militant minded
So just get behind it
Metal bars been grinded
Different flows allined with
Gritty beats unwinding
All your thoughts whats the cost of ya soul
Think im just losing comtrol
Need to know where to go
Let it flow so ya roll
It be Timo, Miggy bars
Aint nobody else in charge
Know who killin beats we been at large
Its dos seis dos like we dancin around
Yall just prancin no clout
And im mike tys-in a fucking bout, Bars
You dont really wanna fuck with cruz
I dont think yall candle these bars
No matter what yall gon lose
Its the 414 and the 262
You dont really wanna fuck with cruz
I dont think yall candle these bars
No matter what yall gon lose
Its the 414 and the 262
262 and 414
Coming through to kick in doors
Mig on the track im bars endorsed
And got more than I bargained for
Back and forth like tug of war
We kill this shit like horror core
Enemies we waterbaord
This is what we have in store
Dodging bull like matadors
If youre walking dead of course
Sweat out bullets lead in pores
You should see a vet or nurse
Im a norse god
Youre just sod
Soft as dirt
I work, divert your turf
I lurk and murk
You're perch I catch
You're hurt, uh
Its us or nothing like nerf
We rollin loud like bikers
Shes fine, her friends yikers
Back nine her spine, Tiger
Behind the wheel a driver
Magnificent admire
My bars are flame igniter
Youre all fucking liars
Hotter than some dryers
You buyin we're suppliers
Grindin for designer
Need help we'll be guiders
Gettin paper like binders
We are the reminder
Pur music you desire
A Tim and Mig combiner
You dont really wanna fuck with cruz
I dont think yall candle these bars
No matter what yall gon lose
Its the 414 and the 262
You dont really wanna fuck with cruz
I dont think yall candle these bars
No matter what yall gon lose
Its the 414 and the 262
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Writer(s): Timothy Martinez
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