Tink - Bars lyrics

Chase I think I just minus well go in on these b**hes Yo, cause when I think about it Who really f**in' with me chase? I don't know either Tink Ghee, let's get it I said sippin' on dark and chief'n on reefer p**y a** n***as I call them madea Call me retarded, I been going stupid I'm spittin' so hard, I stutter like rufus Commas and commas I take to the bank Your n***a face down like he's ready to play I'm ready for war These b**hes want more My pockets so deep that they feel like a pore And feel like a boss cause I'm gaining And I'm always going in like it's raining Peep-game like I'm looking through a keyhole And f** n***as gone change like a [?] But that's good cause I'm still getting paid Whip so clean, coulda' came with a maid Came with my crew But I left with a dude

Then I came in his mouth Like the dentist approved Bars in a go, where your bars at? I know your background just like a car fax You're a rookie to me, I'm a f**in' bully And I pull more strings like a loose hoodie It's easy You know that I'm a dog, You pa** me that beat, I'm a catch it like a frisbee And I got 16s But ain't none of them sweet I could never be a star on disney f** that Put me on a bus pa** Ain't nobody taking my seat I generate heat I don't do A C And I make more hits then Muhammad Ali Come crown me And I'm always up in a booth in a lab cause I know a couple of b**hes wanna' down me But chu' never get that Gotta hit her in the back It'll be a fool if you ever come around me Easy *** Thanks for correction these lyrics