Loski - Mad About Bars lyrics

Hahaha, ahh, it’s Kenny Allstar (star, star, star) The voice of the streets (voice of the streets) When I speak the streets listen Loose The streets have been asking for it So let me deliver it Tired of all these fibs My n***a Y2 don’t miss Why you think numerous guys been hit? Anytime we get that drop, ayy ST dial up Wizz I ain’t see a 4 door come, I seen all of the Fields just run I heard Harlem’s falling off Chill on your block and I bet you get bun And dey ain’t on the .. 9 Cah they know dem times be sticky 60 on the gas from Kenny, I never knew he hit .. oso quickly Tryna tek away someone’s pitney Oi don’t be silly Got so much opps, if nuttin’s in the bits then we lurk on .. OnDrills need hundred waps, don-don need a hundred kitties Back den done it 22 times, if MizMac joined it would’ve been 50 Now I’m gymin’ it 40 Leng ones all on man get naughty Need hat now baby I’m bored b He ain’t done nuttin’ since he been bored b Don’t make sense, how the f**k can a neek take bro? Dem boy ain’t on their block, so we tryna bun opps in homes Still pon lane that’s Gaza no drama they don’t come in my zone Two hand-tings, they twinning and GS, Y2 slapped both Three shotguns, Me, 2 g’s and Scratcha tryna hit man’s dome Rest up broski S.A gave them a hard time with 2 rambo’s Free bellz my jigga, only Ba**y’s bigger than him (only Ba**y’s bigger than him) Barber boy get them trim, Olympic ching, make them swim (Olympic ching, make them swim) Splash splash and I brag, god forgive me for my sins Dem *** get it too, drill it if he wants king CSG push it in, you ain’t seen a boy sink You ain’t seen a boy sink, got it on me with a limp And if you’re beefing me I’ll make you hold some lead Press the 9 I ain’t phonin’ feds F**k your squad and your older men Cah if I bore you up you best hope it bends And I’m Loski Loose from Harlem bro Back my sumting and soak your friend Shotty shells I’ll blow your men, only bros with me I’ll smoke a friend Designer s**t, full of drip Man down when that mizzy flicks Getting hat off h**s never kiss a b***h Little man got kidnapped when bro hit the strip Same dons talk a whole of waps and a whole of crash but don’t let it rip Remember when I dropped the f*****g shotty tryna smoke man it had hella kick Team no lacking, K’s up if you’re Kenny banging They ain’t ever banging catch an opp and whack him Need a bad one to set him up we tannin’ Reckless, splash out and his necks wet On the O, they ain’t come yet But they sneak diss giving dumb threats (dumb threats x3) They make Snapchats on UDN But second blocks where they never been On the block they never chill Don’t come ’round this s**t is real 2 bad ones baby what’s the deal Free JoJo love shoot for thrill Designer coat, fashion jail I love, I love seeing paigons still Been a long time since we went over to Kennington But you know when we do Mad About Bars, my freestyles are just a little bit different So you know it’s worth the wait So lets go back in Cos we can’t have Loose in the platform just to do the 1 You know we gotta hit them with 2 Loose Splash (jheez) Mileage high Still lurk ’round on the other side do it in car or bike That girl leng, uck was 10, but I can’t make that mine See opps in the field, know we gon’ drill No way I’ll let that slide, no way I’ll let that slide Mileage high Still lurk ’round on the other side do it in car or bike That girl leng, uck was 10, but I can’t make that mine See opps in the field, know we gon’ drill No way I’ll let that slide, no way I’ll let that slide Still back that shotty for the dawgsdem HS we attack, no warning I was in Napa, shades on the face in the rave couldn’t see that darling And don’t jump out they drive and look, shook, f*****g jarring Don’t make no Snaps on the block ‘cus SD go step ’round and bark it This beef is frying, but don’t bang on the ends they lying Last time I tapped that shotty I hopped in a car my arm felt tired 3 waps up got crash desire Lets sing like a choir, free bro Sav that’s a murder triar Who have you bored you f*****g liar? You ain’t put your risk on chill Gotta tell the barbies chill, what’s the deal? Really in the streets for real 2 ways dead or jail, or get rich Never give heart to a b***h Rather be dead than snitch, which would you pick? Bet you’d dead real quick Reality chat to the pigs, Loose Mileage high (mileage high) Still lurk ’round on the other side do it in car or bike That girl leng, uck was 10, but I can’t make that mine See opps in the field, know we gon’ drill No way I’ll let that slide, no way I’ll let that slide Mileage high Still lurk ’round on the other side do it in car or bike That girl leng, uck was 10, but I can’t make that mine See opps in the field, know we gon’ drill No way I’ll let that slide, no way I’ll let that slide So there you have it We delivered Season 3 Mad About Bars It’s a wrap Gone until further noticeee.