Testo Mad About Bars - Pt 1 - Booter Bee feat. Kenny Allstar & Mixtape Madness
Testo della canzone Mad About Bars - Pt 1 (Booter Bee feat. Kenny Allstar & Mixtape Madness), tratta dall'album Mad About Bars
Sebz Beats, baby
B-B-B-Booter
If you're talkin waps then I got a variety (Stress)
We give the paigons' mums anxiety (It's stress)
Load up the mad ting, switch off the hand ting (Bap, bap)
Or press on the pumpy we got from the pikeys (Squeeze it)
Stuff teeth in the wap (Stuff), headshot left him on his lap
When its time to ride, I'll beat off the mash (Baow)
Gunshots get slapped (Baow), everyone get back (Get back, get back)
Or you're gonna wish that you did
He never ran but he wish that he did
TY nеver ran but he wish that he did
See opps on a glidе, I'll run up on dem (Squeeze)
Two hands tight when I'm squeezing the trigger (Baow)
Or put my chinger, deep into him (Ching)
If I'm not wrapping B into cling
I'm in the ride blacked out in these tints (In the ride)
No half heart stepping (Nah)
Ask the opps I splashed or whacked (Baow)
I put sticks all over my block
Two shotguns by Far- Pa- (Two)
Had two more by the local shops (Facts), Bossman can vouch (Ask)
Had the two shot in a crackhead's house
I stuffed that mash in his couch
Better mind what comes out your mouth
I'll stuff my gun at the back off your mouth
No cap in my rap, when I speak, don't doubt
Chest shots, neck shots when we roll out (Splash)
I ain't ever smoked one spliff in my life
When my man died, I was rolling loud (Roll)
Free GR, check the VAR
One week, two opps, bro done 'em up foul (Red card)
We do man dirty (Facts), is it actually hard to see? (Baow)
He got shot tryna walk up the m-
One shot to his face, he can hardly see (Blind)
The police love to target me 'cause I push my shank into arteries
Load up the spinner, pull back the trigger
The corn's gonna sing like its RnB (Rah)
Put two in the brucky (Stop it)
I'm in the front seat reading Ayat al-Kursi
Bro caught him and he bored him, so much that he flew out the c- (Shh)
It was bro that flew out the back seat
Corn gonna fly out the end of the pumpy (Bap, bap)
He tried to run but he dropped, unlucky
Lil' bro stabbed him up like Chucky (Ching, ching)
Spent a rack and a half on Gumtree
Now, I'm tryna turn somebody GoFundMe (Dead)
Two got dropped in a month, that's lovely
Now opp thots wanna cuss me (Bad bitch)
Bad B's wanna cuff me, judge wanna bird me
Tryna do man dirty (Dirty)
Slide Up-Top with the dotts, get him back to the block
It's a risky journey (It's risky)
I heard it's a Section 60 (Pissed)
Tell my driver, "Dodge that swiftly" (Dodge that, dodge that)
How the fuck can the paigons diss me? (How?)
Two of their boys got turnt to swiss cheese (They're dead)
Who done that drill? It's a mystery (Who done it?)
The media say it's the FT's
They know I'm the voice of the streets
That's why I get emails off of the MPs (Fuck them)
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Vaartjes, Booter Bee, Benjamin Haldane, Abdul Enahoro
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