BARS!

What's good, what's happening
We know summer 16 was lit
Twenty-twenty we all got trapped in
Twenty-twenty one, man turned captain
You can't verse me darg
In bars or flows it's nothing
You know you can't catch em
You done messed wid the best in the scene
And you thought you could match him

Like, cool no slacking
Im done wid the chatting to make this work

I'll get stats and raise them numbers
Then I'll send that on to the clerk

No tears, I'll smile and smirk

Work-rate elevating quickly
If its bar for bar or flow for flow
Tell all these other Mc's hit me

Like, You don't wanna start this war
Don't rap with a shh man talk
So mad they adore my clothes
That's Corteiz sets and Jordan 4's

Ay, shout to the Chargie
Dripped out cause plug me, calmly
If your dropping your game
Then your looking all plain
I'm tryna get the new ED Hardy

I sip on my Jack
I got Henny, it's there in the back
I got bottles, there's plenty of yack
If you got a party sip it like that

And the mandem bop to the motive
My tunes you know they're the coldest
It's patterning time, the mandem said one shweet ting
Yo come hold this

I slap in the club
I say it's nothing you mess wid a thug
Yeah, young boy came from the ends
But you know we done
Yeah I swear it's too fun

Like, you been moving reckless
Aight, cool man, yeah, come check this
You ain't see how we done,
Cause I swear that I'm way too sick
And I know you won't best this

You man there under me
Ándale
Ándale, like what

Got your bae under me
Give me brain
Give me brain and bop

Hennessy, Hennessy
Mike Amiri, have a smoke then pop
Blackberry used to turn that off
Need a map you got more than lost
Fuck the wap I turn mandem frost

Surprise ting get that air no kinder
I can't count all the verses lost
Need to get this mastered no splinter

For that Raphael
Or maybe Michelangelo swinging these nunchucks
I can have a ghost tell another man thunder
Switch up, had em looking at me like bumba

Cause I can be a real nice guy when I have to
Giving out blessings never thought I'd ever see your bae on my nuts
Had to give her that cashew
She said achoo

I said fuck it give me one more blessing
Hold that one, do one more for Streatham
Fuck that, do one more for Croydon

When I blow bring all of my boys in
Infect your gang just like poison
Listen I am not to be toyed with
You might lose your life just with noise

And if you wanna go there with bars
We can clash or dash no cap
But fuck man that'll be a hundred bars

Nah that'll be a thousand bars
Nah that'll be a million bars
Fuck that, that's a hundred million

I got bad b's
Bad breeds, looking all peng
I got cute ones looking Brazilian

I got cold switches, that'll blend in quick
Blacked out, yeah they rock
They're chameleon

And it's all for a billion
Out of the hood
Got locked up as children

Ay, locked up as children, gang



Credits
Writer(s): Warren Cummings
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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