Mad About Bars

AM;Skengdo

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Ballie on when I step Right left, right, and then left Would've thought his friend was an opp Cah he left his bredrin for dead Oui, oui with the nine Or sku-du-du with the ten Aye, sku-du-du-du-du for them Kick down doors Think again you mug Du-du-du-bow, might kick down yours My plug gives me the loudest bud Shit that smell like yours C4, Baghdad FB 4T The fours, we've been on tour The fans on my back, I like that doh Vids we're giving them more Shit then crazy mad-up, mad-up Get splashed bro open your thoughts Switching sides, how many times I swear down it was like four And we seen man across the road Quiet down you don't wanna be fours Feds on my back, they know we're breaking the law Man just love talk shit, get shot Man's doing up goals on the paigon block Girls love me and I love them not 'Cause I ain't got time on my hands that's long Crash don't dance man you must be lost Man two-two step or I one-two bop Can I get a two-one wings in the box That's a one-two meal for a two-two don Trap hard you ain't got no prof Man crossed the road when I diligent bop OT put my hands on box Nine-to-five 'cause I'm on my job Feds came to my door at one Tried to ask if I bunned that don Shit den I don't speak English: Non j'étais à la maison Smokey, smokey I love the elephant zoots Better move from me, you ain't my g No you ain't getting no twos Fuck a ID, it's straight on-sight If I don't recognise you Rat, rat, that's bro, bro Gonna start stepping on yutes GD out the can, the opps them scared Yeah he was pressuring yutes No food in your belly, your armpits smelly Plus you was stepping in Loubs When you hear that bang Just know it's gang Something like bombs on tunes Everyone raps, everyone bangs More time I don't know these yutes Get man down if he don't comply Back man's blade tryna take man's eye Back man's friend, 'cause I back my guy And it breaks my heart when a man don't ride Crash, crash at a next man's house No love for a yute if he runs his mouth See I love this life and I love this bow, bow Switch up, for next man's child Man run up in blocks like they ain't got lifts Man's deep in the pond tryna catch some fish Let me put it like this, they were never on piss Now they're stabbing up kids And I'm sick of this shit Man I'm sick of these lies Man just pull up and fry GD that's bro can I get that pole Man pull up and pull up and sku-du-du, bye Ballie on when I step Right left, right, and then left Would've thought his friend was an opp Cah he left his bredrin for dead Oui, oui with the nine Or sku-du-du with the ten Aye, sku-du-du-du-du for them Second Instrumental: JM-00 Dont gimme no chat, shut your mouth Don't gimme no chat Xin Zhao Xin that's samurai YAM Don't give me no chat, shut your mouth Don't give me no chat Blacked out, blacked out, blacker than Blackz Xin Zhao Xin that's samurai YAM Real talk, don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth kinda stinks, it's mad Beef? Who? Where? Don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth before the 'ting gets backed Ay, don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth don't gimme no chat Blacked out, blacked out, blacker than Blackz Xin Zhao Xin that's samurai YAM Real talk don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth kinda stinks, it's mad Beef? Who? Where? Don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth before the 'ting gets backed See the 'ting get backed Leathers go on, no face it's mad How can you switch and think you're bad Was a bitch back then, still a bitch in your gang Running away you're screaming out nan 410 fiddy, C4 that's dads Better strap up you don't wanna be a dad Feel sorry for the kids, that's bro 'cause it's mad Ay sweetness come over here Whine up your waist and bring it all back Back it up, just back it up Don't worry I won't tell your man Ay sweetness come over here Whine up your waist and bring it all back Just back it up, just back it up Don't worry I won't tell your man Skeng get do, better know that's man Three rounds that's bro and he served them packs Remember that day when we caught that guy He pissed himself and you know that's facts Man over there tryna say that we're jarring When you was out still wetting them flats Throw up Cs, CG crashers, it's F Block 'Cause you'll be coming from dads Skendo-do, why you so rude Dip man's chest till the blood turned blue Sparkz done shaved up an eediots head He was upset 'cause it didn't go through Sku-du-du-du-du-du-du-do See a one 'ting like hello, boo She was all peng, she was all cute I ain't that buff I'm an average yute And I know I'm an average don But still, I was mad as hell Now I feel like Chucky, I just need my Annabelle Sky News, buck buck Bunny B just rang a bell Came home looking fucked up Now your mum wished that she had a girl Gas guns, what's wrong with these fake yutes Chat, chat, now them chat 'nuff Chat was and he ate two Eight, two that's eighty-two Times five now we're onto you Or nine, nine that's eighty-one Plus forty-seven plus twenty-two Mathematics, just adding up YAM sav, just stab him up Ç'est la vie, ç'est la vie Très bon that's patterned up Ay, man charged up like fully Buzz Lightyear and Woody Back old school you get hoodied Man crossed the road and get bullied Don't give me no chat, shut your mouth Don't give me no chat Blacked out, blacked out, blacker than Blackz Xin Zhao Xin that's samurai YAM Real talk, don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth kinda stinks, it's mad Beef? Who? Where? Don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth before the 'ting gets backed Ay, don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth don't gimme no chat Blacked out, blacked out, blacker than Blackz Xin Zhao Xin that's samurai YAM Real talk don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth kinda stinks, it's mad Beef? Who? Where? Don't gimme no chat Shut your mouth before the 'ting gets backed