Mad About Bars w/ Kenny Allstar lyrics

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Q2T


I got sauce on drip
Step in the dance that's two waps twinning
I got sauce on hips, still making OT trips
And bro gets round with peds and whips
Loaded clips tell a boy don't slip
Cah my finger don't do stiff
When I get round I'm tryna off wigs
Don't money march around me cah I'm too trappy I don't play that sh*t
While them man type and diss, 120 on the M still making flips
2T I'm loading b*tch, so make sure you hide your b*tch
I told bro to protect that wrist cah that wrist got me doing no ticks
T splash said who's on who
Try give him one in his face, he covered it up like peek-a-boo
Your gyal says she wants D, she chills with S and chats bout Q
That's DSQ with awkward wrist and my rambos coming with two
Now I'm doing up IC3
I got a 4 and half in the T so you know it's straight muck when I touch these streets
Like how can they chat bout me
The only time I got stress on my head is when 2T can't get a RE
Still skurr on 125 right hand double tap with aim on fleek
Tox came home, Mus came home and Boost just beat that race
22 days in the station I still can't believe bro beat that case
And I don't care about these opps, it's feds why I hide my face
Feds saying IC3 now it's ITV the way I get this Chase
2T we them City Boys, so you know that's sauce on spill
Still got cracking deals
Bricks still coming in sealed
And I still got two waps twinning
Still doing road with Jack & Jill
And I told lil bro don't lack, Now he does road with Grant & Phil
So if you Sav walking like he broke he's back then you know he got it
And if you see me on the M-way just know that's 2T profit
So if you see Killer in the kitchen just know bro just straight dropped it
Still qway colleting bands, in the bando cats still coughing
But how can you cuff that 1
When she's onto my broski 2
Plain clothes saying IC3
I told Kyez he gotta lock them doors
D boys in the back with the 4's
Again we gotta re-up at 5
Still bruck down a brick by 6
I got 7 miss calls from Lisa she's banging man down for a tick
What the f*cks wrong with these youts
Make sure that you back your mates
Cah any sort of violation mans sliding around by 8
And were gone by 9, back in the ends by 10
Chilling off with bae, I just splashed your friend
And i'll do it again
Chilling off with bae, I just splashed your friend and i'll do it again
Skurr round on a 125, tryna get down 1-2 guys
n*ggas still talking about chingings, I get round with baby nines
Lean to the right with my hand on my side
So keep rolling with your dead arse knives
Because that ramz ain't doing sh*t
Cos when I pull up I'm waving sticks, still making OT trips
Why you think I wear all these risks
I'm really out here tryna take these risks
Them man just chat pon net
Talk bare smoke but they ain't on p*ss
On churches with what nine?
I beg man please stop lying
Your f*cking broke my traps on 10
Your lines like half of 5
? How many f*cking times have you been slapped up by your guys?
And still tryna beef like you live this life
How the f*ck can I beef these guys
Some 0-16 so called drillers
All I do is buy and sale, 2T getting clientele
Free bro man he never got bail
Now it's back to them holding cells
Burn, bang up on mail
I ain't tryna go back jail but free my bro's doing story tales
I ain't tryna go back jail but free my bro's doing story tales, AY
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