Mad About Bars - S4 - E11

Lucky that I changed my outfit

Would've got blood on my brand-new trackie

One week straight in the same tracksuit

Like, ain't it obvious I'm trappin'?

Got suttin on me in my pocket

Nah, bro, it ain't obvious I'm lackin'

When I start gettin' shows, can I bring along Joe?

I don't know, he's a bit too active

Lucky that I changed my outfit

Would've got blood on my brand-new trackie

One week straight in the same tracksuit

Like, ain't it obvious I'm trappin'?

Got suttin on me in my pocket

Nah, bro, it ain't obvious I'm lackin'

When I start gettin' shows, can I bring along Joe?

I don't know, he's a bit too active

Growing up, it was Dixy

That's four wings and chips with my brodies

Now I'm out of ends, that's uptown eating

Shrimp with some ravioli

Same shit but a different day

I'm getting kinda bored this week

Gyallie keep calling me cute

They don't even know how much **** I've bored this week

24/7 I grind

Sometimes I feel like I trap in my sleep

Ring trap, I've been linking Alex

That's how I got me them Alex McQueens

Ring trap, I've been hitting Jamie

That's how I got paint splash on my jeans

I'm in the paigon zone, just lurking

In all black like Nanny McPhee

Grandma found a pack in my room

Now she's mad for true

I'm just there like, "Nanny, oh please!"

Got the baitest face in this bait estate

With bro and a swammy on me

Feds showing concern 'bout teeth

Cah he built a two-bag-a-day, lyin' in three

Crash got a link for some boxes

But the plug don't know that we ain't coming with Ps

In the trap with some TT light

But this light more yellow than Lisa's husband

And the bobby's dirty, more than certi

Make sure the fiends can't function

AP still snatching watches

Last week he just took him a mortgage

Hard food for sale

Not the type that you sit down and eat with ackee and saltfish

Last time I made something

Tchew

I saw more red than an Arsenal game

Feds tryna intreview

Nothing like Breakfast Club with Charlemagne

If you're talking pounds, I get mine

Before rush hour, that's the best time

My next bro loves sliding

Every time we ride on them yutes, now he's living his best life

Got a dope ting from the West side

Lives not that far away from Trapstar

She already know I'm a trap star

Them man down the road don't trap much

Talk bands, but them man there bankrupt

So you're smoking more than weed if you think them man got smoke like cancer

Hooptie there cost eighteen hunna

You know like that song with Headie and Dave

Let's grab it, then change the plates

Change the plates

'019, I ain't doin' no tick

That's just how I feel

In the bando, choppin' up Sharon

You could say that I'm doin' up Phil

Still doin' up deals

I rap on the side, I might get me a deal

Vro still doin' up drills

Wap on the side, he might get him a kill

Forget a six-figure dream, that's weak

Add one more, I'm tryna get me a mill'

Ever ran it up so damn hard

Your pockets dem look like it could be a till?

Anyone can slide on the high road

Like yo, bro, it's not a big deal

Next time, turn in the flats, then Snapchat

You might just get slapped for real

'016, that was me in the trap

With a snack box, should've been doin' up lobster

I could've kicked ball like Griezmann, Costa, Mbappé and Pogba

LV hat and scarf in the same country as Mbappé and Pogba

That's £15 if they want two dark, like Mbappé and Pogba

Most my paigons broke, that's mad

I wouldn't wanna be like that

If I was them, I'd just keep it real

I wouldn't say I wouldn't wanna be like gang

In the trap I mix races, but both of my parents black

Back then I was thiefin' phones

OT, shoulda thiefed man's pack

Good kid with some bad habits

Serve that to the crack addicts

And Crash pulled up in the C-Class

AMG, got a four 'matic

Better mind that you don't crash it

Depot lookin' all tragic

On the M-way, flick it in sports

Already breezin', movin' all rapid

They say they're about, but when we get 'round

They no here like Max Branning

The reload came with some BO

I'm tryna say that the pack's bangin'

I look in my rear like a thousand times a day

I ain't gettin' caught in traffic

Bally on my face if I step in ways

I ain't gettin' caught on cameras

One tracksuit for the whole week

Still runnin' 'round for the guap

Them man there chattin' like traplords

But they still runnin' 'round for the boss

Still spend most my time up to no good

Still runnin' 'round from the cops

Only one time I went on a movie

Got a drop that they could be a cop

Word

Me and Keeks now we beatin' shots with someone's girl

If vro weren't there when a opp got bored

Then I'll say it was someone else

Jakes be on to the Hill, bro, just set up shop like somewhere else

If I did course work back hiding

There's a chance I forgot my scales

I do road at dumb o'clock, so I don't ask Mumzy what's for supper

Coulda backed out two, but I gave mm-mm to uh-uh

When it's that time, try know the gang got options

Dot-dot or the handting

I step with eighteen more time

'Cause more time I just know they ain't rampin'

Wouldn't say I would if I won't

That's cap, and all of my raps no cappin'

Wouldn't label myself a rapper

Cah when it's action time, I'm actin'

Wouldn't label the man there trappers

Claim they trap, but they look so trampish

Touring the opp block's all normal to us

Like, bro, I don't know why he snapped it

Talkin' five-a-day this week

Corn hit your pumpkin, that's you cabbage

Need a nine of flake, but I ain't tryna pay for this one

Fuck the damage

Need a nine of beige, but can get that for the low

Courtesy of akhi

Tryna take 36 whole zeds for free

Then maybe I might be happy