JR Writer - Bars On Deck lyrics

[Hook: Ca**ody + (J.R. Writer)] Oh, you know I keep the A.R. on deck Come through the block, we got the soft and the heart on deck We got the piff, we got cigars, and alcohol on deck The hustler and J.R got them bars on deck (You got the bars on deck), I got the bars on deck! Punch lines, similes and metaphors on deck Drop Phantoms with the suicide doors on deck Ain't nothing stopping like I always got them bars on deck! That ice grill could get you shot with the K A round will spin your body around Now you're facing the opposite way This lil lady that I'm popping today Gonna let my other lil b**h eat her twat while she moppin away! She blow the whistle like officials when they're stopping a play The stick is a snicker go lick a bar of chocolate today Yup I'mma beat the p**y up then put my co*k in the A SS an*l s**, is the topic today! Ca** never had, an*l s**, the opposite way But its like you gotta be gay to getit popping today You gotta get dick in your a** to sell a copy today That's why I went to cop from poppy today Narcotic cops in the way! You pitchin rock cops will lock you away But I'm Gucci, I need some Luci in my pocket today So I'm setting up shop again, cooking up the rock again Chop it then bag it up addin up what im profiting I'm in the spot clocking in, all night locking in Till I got the dough to go see poppy and cop again I'm getting guap wips with the missing top I'm popping in I pull something official out Beamer with the niples out You don't own your home, your landlord can kick you out If you want your grizzle pour some motherf**in jizzle out I pull the pistol out, four dot nickle out Just a let some steam off, blow your head clean off! I mean, you need to take them skinny a** jeans off Im bout to call some s*uts to come s** the whole team off And she cum for some money, she give stupid head She gets super head to run for our money I'll be trapping for monday to monday I never get to sleep I'm trying to get it cheap, to make sure my kids get to eat If its beef, ca** gone get some street n***as with a mask on And knock on your door like "TrickorTreat" They get they blast on, soon as the knob turn Shoot your face, and make your mustache touch your sideburns Ill, I'm still messing with that... That white girl youe tryna cop I got it on deck Chorus: You know I keep a foreign car on deck Brought the ice, punch the cause the stars all set! It's the life, keep your wife, a bunch of broads on deck JR and the hustler, pause on deck You got them bars on deck, I got them bars on deck ..it's the sound off next We ain't hit the... keep our bars on deck A rider and a hustler is all on deck Deck, deck, check! I made it ready, my paper heavy Crazy fatty, you will think I'm about the main spaghetti Huh, these n***as damn when I... ... a cheese on his hair like he Katy Perry Check me! It's been a while for this fifty... I line ‘em up, tell them clown n***as single fell And now of these n***as could evr f** with me f** with me I'm something these n***as wanna become to be s** for free, overall man I'm overall I'm over ya'll sh** I don't even know the floor Heavy blink, yeah I know the bull Put your raise on everything since you know it all Poll the call get sprint if you think I'm plan If you real then you real f**s you really sayin I'm sayin come to beef tomorrow is a hill Ya'll I'm past that off to me you got a career n***as act like I won't turn it to the old jay For my old days get back to my old ways Case closed when them foes blazed Play cold you'll be singing like you cold play Another cold case you'll be a condo miss My f**ing cold D doing twelve behind the sh** Free my n***a carti and for a murder bus Me know just came home we about to turn it up Is teen thunder you ain't' hurt of us Well you ain't got to n***a, we ain't concerned with smokes We ain't concerned with such Who you're supplying wing I pall plich on the street get your spider race Time to waste I just school my jet and I do my step How your dudes gonna flex f** a soldier b**h I got the hope the tune on that Number 40 is but you know them goons on deck Whole clue on that, f** the crew y'all rat Super size to casket plenty room on that Bigger chrome, bigger home, plenty rooms on that We cover the cine home n***a who want next, ha Chorus: You know I keep it foreign car on that Lot of ice, bunch of lights cause the stars on set Is the life, keep your wife bunch of broads on deck JR and the hustler, pause on deck You know I keep the AR on dead Come through the plot we got the soft in that hard on dead We got the piff, we got cigars and alcohol on dead The hustler and JR got the bars on deck Chorus: Oh, you know I keep the air on deck Come hit the black, we got the soft and the heart on deck We got the piff, we got cigars, and alcohol on deck The hustler and JR got the bars on deck You got the bars on deck? I got the bars on deck! Punch lines, similes and metaphors on deck The hustler and JR got the bars on deck