Straight Bars (feat. Youngin' Jayb)
Gflee
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These niggas is bitches we knew that Been gettin skrilla like way before Kodak I might slide 2 yo door mat up and flip sumn Break his shit down like wood Facts Yu know how we Bummin my nigga This big ass 4.0 damn near shootin thru anything Get fried like uh chicken ring bullets go thru his spleen Make his shit bubble like cookin grease This 40 so accurate flip em like acrobat These niggas fruity like Apple Jacks This hollow up in em is jumpin like jumping Jacks Riping and tarring thru anything This bitch wanna f*ck 10mins later She bouncing on me like a trampoline Her head got me stuck I already fucked So baby can’t offer me anything If he want the smoke catch the whole clip I ain’t run from no nigga from no man Got the xd hangin outta my pants If he try to run watch em break Dance get no moe passes this yo last chance 10 shots to the face was ya last glance And you could tell ima shooter by my stance Or that I’m dressed in black no Batman Tell these f*ck niggas I ain’t tryna kick it Only TTE who ima drill wit they gone slide on sum real shit Know when it’s time to put in work bronem gone kill shit And we jumped off dat porch since shorties Had y’all niggas runnin since shorties But I ain’t gone say to much dats another story Just know dat we been had y’all worried (Huh) JayB and Gflee reckless Tmoe knockin down blocks no Tetris Yea so you know the whole team careless That we’ll leave uh nigga headless Or send uh couple shots to his chest And just cause he ain’t have no vest Thats gone leave dat boi breathless U shoulda stayed on dat porch Now yo whole family feel helpless And I be ballin like I’m Kobe Left hand shooter so I’m something like Genoble Now all the groupie bitches want me They can’t get shit but my homie And fonem been gettin sumn hoes These bitches love how we be posted wit poles Now they fans they be all at my shows Screaming my name cus they know that I’m cold And yu know I got In with this F/N Air this bitch out yeah sumn like uh ceiling fan And yawl know that I’m hella Beligerent Don’t give a f*ck sum might say that I’m ignorant These niggas ain’t never for real Always claimin they up out in the fields My niggas be ready to kill I be talking to em they don’t now how to chill F*ck advances Ain’t taking no deals I be out here just getting these meals And these bitches get loose off uh pill All these niggas is goofies for real Call lil bro get uh lil nigga set up And this new draco get em wet up At my shows I be toting Barretta’s Police search my pants but it’s tucked in my sweater Yea we onna drill so I got foe nem wit me Keep on shootin till dat whole thing empty we onna mission to f*ck up the whole city Yea we get busy But I’m smokin on dis og got me movin slowly Still got free smoke if they provoke me Can’t no nigga Eva say they hoed me Than its sticks on em like he ice ski JayB whatcha say now Let dem niggas know that ion play round Yea we got dem boys jumpin Gates now Cause the only thing they heard was chopper sounds Yea we on yo ass like uh greyhound Hollow shells gone knock ya soul out Ain’t gotta say to much know wha I’m bout Ain’t gotta say to much know wha I’m bout BITCH
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Written by: Dondrell BrownJr., Jaylen Blair
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