Mad About Bars

Mad About Bars, I know you lot been waitin' for this one And believe me, we ain't leavin' until we got another classic (Ghosty) So, Digga D, let's give the streets what they really want Mad About Bars, we're back Cut through, Digga If they get nicked with the cannon, they won't stay real and sing like Mariah Conspire to change my attire, rise that fryer and burn that liar Bro known rider, he got down three, and they all turned choir And prior, prior, prior to this 16 or higher The opps turned bro to a lifer, 300s, leathers on, no biker And I was the only guy my age in West London with a sniper See a man's eyes roll back from a chest shot attack, free broski S- Or I press on a one .32, but I ain't tryna find out my number on Lyca Them man act for the net, but that's not how they are off set And when me and my 'migos pull up, they take off, make off, they're wet Still bake off where shh got cheffed, trap pays off, I still get bread No days off, I miss my bed, still blaze off, ay, fling that lead Who's them yutes? Spin that ped, do it like Bruce, ching that head I learnt from Cruz now I bring back Zs, bro drop mad work, that weight get benched Do it like -, hop that fence, but I bet you still get ching-ching So it don't make no sense, so it don't make no cents Got a pack just in, that's Bieber, on a Friday batterin' fish But the Sunday comin' ain't Easter, lil' bro don't know how to whip He wants whitewash, no FIFA, he told me he got it on tick Ay, take that shit and go buy a new beater Caasis, caasis, the akhis call us caasis Askar tryna raid man's guri, they want man back in xabsi Grab the xabad, I'm charged up fully Mask and hoodie, jump out the passy, really tryna bullet that boy No Walters, I ain't doin' up Ashley, I look psychotic when man get wassy (Ghosty) I need me a stain, now I'm searchin', Findin' Nemo Add bash to the Bobby, see man got brown, no Nino His silk gon' cut when I back that smoke, the nurse ain't usin' chemo Don got dipped 'cause he tried run, I caught him a stitch, no Lilo How much do you wanna B-E-T if I step on a Five with a Star? Somethin' gon' end up on BBC if I tell bro, "Stop that car" Film in the four, two guns, take one, we're rollin' Lights, camera, action, cut-cut when I soak him Ian's proper, every mornin' phone's my blower Food on fleek, take two of each, I call that Noah 12 for a oner, or take more, I don't go no lower And if Drip don't answer his phone, then I'm all alone tryna bring back yola Pyrex livin', Pyrex whippin', splash in the kitchen, get it back over Brown and cute like Keisha, I can't lie Lisa, a real life moaner Been gettin' these P's, ten point five of the bakin' soda She wan' jump up, mash up the place Pallance bitch, this ain't no soca K-Kenny Allstar