I Got Bars

Lyrics

[Intro] I ain't expecting Corrie I'll punch up your jaw like Mollie I'm a real life heavyweight 'cause I hold more pounds than a shopping trolley Mad, mad You think you wanna go? [Verse] Yo, I'm tired of your lies, when you talk my eyes lower You can rush me with a team of beasts next week You'll be hearing about the animals I bored like Noah When I cut up a grass without a mower You ain't going in or going out 'cause you ain't much of a go-er Punchlines? I've got punchlines and punch guys I could do both, but you ain't much of a flow-er Man's gonna cry bouncing off the bars screaming out Yeboah Thought you were gone, thought you were so up Name a place, let's see if you show up After I catch you, I'm gonna be in stitches But it's you with the wounds A&E will have to sew up Your wounds will be like your wifey's long thrush You'll see and then (throw up) You'll dash, she'll (glow up) I mean she'll (hoe up) In fact she'll move on with a next bredda at your funeral speech and she won't even go up Levels, anytime blud, it can go up How can you grow weed and not grow up? You're still Twitter beefing, grow up You're one of them wannabe Al-Qaeda MCs That terrorise mentions 'til they blow up You can thank me for raising your views on YouTube 'Cah before this, you couldn't get your dough up How dare you think this was your power When you don't talk about me, your retweets and all your likes slow up? But that ain't gonna happen to me 'Cause I ain't ever had a bad release I drop bangers and man repeat You drop clangers and man retreat I've got a song of your's man retrieved I can't lie, you sound backwards B Talking about grime's dead and how you had to kill it And plus evolution, but then you came back with rap my G Explain that one my G This is why I gotta smack up guys Hospitalise and pack up guys I'm not Will, but I am the G, P's never had black up eyes Even on a holy field, I will clap up mics Every bar I have up minds I've got a young G with diamonds in his chain, looking real ICB One phone call to him and he will turn up with backup Nines Write off and smash up signs, you ain't real And you ain't mashing P You're broke, you ain't mashing P I got a mash and peas that will turn a man to mushy peas And when I hunt, it's not catch and release When a whip goes by and the gun blows Your darg will be eyes closed Mouth open man looking like man tryna catch a breeze I ain't planning on bodying your siblings daughter But these leg shots might catch your knees In jail, real man know me In jail, you were not cosy on your first night You covered your pillow in tears and bogey 'Cause your cellmate was talking a man for a Mick Foley Keep on saying you can hold these shots Like I won't go into manager mode and pitch goalies You're worrying about who told me One shot split you like Blittz and Toby G-code, these breddas can't decode me Top producer, are you sure? When I ran up in the studio, I gave you them beats, you was like "Rah! man Deeco'd me" I don't even want no trophy The same way you don't want smoke G Vegan, but I still beef man at my local groceries I grime daily when I post G When I get your location, I bet you'll ghost G Or you'll be gasping for air when I run up in the yard And my Gs storms in, it's 'Gang Signs and Prayers' I don't know anybody that don't find him weird No dubs, weren't saying nothing until mine appear Gang, gang life, don't think mine are scared Man are over-prepared than a Batmobile With bare different buttons on the side of the chair You could die or get more then you're vision impaired Oh, you wanna play games over there? Cool. Great 'Til I load up one of my runners with a lot of solid metal for a snake while I over-watch man's fate What can I say? The streets are rage My G's will catch man slipping after they pree your page If my team starve, then I starve. If I eat, they eat Muslim friends will be like 'Rah! It's Eid again' They're like 'P, you squash him' What do you expect when you put me up against Soft Cotton? Honestly, you lot must've forgotten I've been involved in the biggest clashes over the last ten years, and look I'm still on 'em Talking like you're Dwayne Johnson But you're forced to make this move when you've hit rock bottom Smack a man up and I'll slew, I'm a problem [Outro] You had enough? Mad ROUND ONE, FIGHT