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kenzo str8drop - mad about bars lyrics
[part 1]
traction lights going nuts while i’m speeding to the cats
if your shots taste this crack they won’t never call you back
living in the fast lane, n_ggas wanted me to crash
we might have the same opps, still can’t kick it with the gang
i was selling kerry crack when she was pregs no joke, i ain’t daft if i didn’t you should bell another phone
flying packs need another, p_ssed the bando ain’t close
that’s another m way trip told tez that i’m close
f_ck coke for the nose reload for the wash, copped light of the bottom got loads of the top
throwing round big weights, still hitting em for 1
ain’t hit em in a sеc but my lines still on
flying round in drop tops, flying 20s in the winter
hеating on max while i’m blowing on my skittles
got stabbed 6 times, walked off like it tickled
that boy got poked once, ain’t here chilling with you
don’t tag me on insta go ride for your bro
making wells ain’t sh_t save your money, buy poles
had his mumsy in the whip, sw_ng my blade no joke
little loco ain’t on p_ss bro his mums on more smoke
living out of gym bags cos feds l!cked the crib, i ain’t tryna ask why gotta maintain the strip
passed broski my line with a pack full of bits, told bro it’s his time if he puts in a shift
i don’t bag white and dust it goes back in the pot, little splash of hot water makes that b_tch re lock
no deals on 3, i do 50s in block
passed a pack to one cat cos his yard pops off
this re ain’t a joke, i ain’t tryna get stopped
any movement in the rear, sports mode drop the box
either jugging in the trap or running out of crop
(would of done life for my block, now i’m banging on the moss)
penthouse living blowing out weed smoke
white ash on marble floors, you can keep the depo
scarface dreams need a hundred kilos
didn’t do it for no chick, i had hoes when i was broke
spent 5 quid on new tits for my chick, had to give mum 5 what you think i’m a pr_ck?
that’s a light change as long as parcels are getting flipped
if i get pulled once i change whips i don’t trip
told my sisters daughter i’m abroad, but the truth is feds on my n_ts_ck somebody’s got loose lips
swags close to a 10, yours needs improvement
i’m not in the flats right now but my food is
i’m not in the flats right now but my packs are
cats took the p_ss, had to smash up nats yard, b_tch tried cracking o don to a bank card, like it’s back when his stash spot was my backyard
i pebbed dinners by i was broke like you
had to hit em all night bricks wrapped in rubber, if it’s not i don’t buy
i bring 33 back cos i shot it bone dry
cats love my 20s they’re the size of your front t__th
plugs love me cos i’m copping big weight
paranoid, might hop out if you look at me strange
got a bag full of poles, nearly 1 for each day
they say i’ve changed, you’re not wrong bro i’m racked up
for old friends i ain’t tryna play catch up
50 on my wrist got a hundred in the mattress
price of my re, they ain’t seen that stacked up
all i know is bad luck, no dad had mum
i ain’t complaining sh_t it made me get my bands up
next door was my bando, pure a’s getting bagged up
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