Who’s Got Bars? Pt. 8.1

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Greedy & Cheeko - Rap, Drill

Who’s Got Bars? Pt. 8.1

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Part 1 - Greedy [Intro] Bros locked up, gotta write that letter Feds on man, can't lie and I'm fed up Plug took long and I'm feeling like Walkz, the delivery coulda been better Plug took long and I'm feeling like Walkz, the delivery coulda been better [Verse] This dotts coulda caused one earthquake Broski's tapped and his tempers tiny (Bow) If I wave this wand like Hermione I'll burn my clothes so the jakes don't find me (Nope) Or I'm setting up shop like a pikey Hit two dark, that's Huey and Riley (Slang it) If the packs not fit like Kylie I'll stain that plug then I'll burn that bridge (Burn it) And the feds dem tracked my sim So like Bugzy, man, I hate that chip (Hate it) Don't think twice when I take that risk Whip that grub then I scrape that dish (Whip) All the cats dem give me a ring Mans loving the bands, I might give it a ring (Brrr) Four-five bills on a brand new dings Man jump in the ride, lets give it a spin (Skrr) I'm in O with the white like Jim Gotta move this weight, I don't know about gym (Nope) Get grub and the feds don't sing Man, I know what it is, I can't sink that ship (I know) Grey ting and she's loving the lingo I'm from the East side like Shirley and Heather Now I know they ain't making no bands They just putting on shows, coming like Coachella (Joker) Bro wanna glide, then I'm gliding too Told broski that I'm down for whatever (Whatever) Me and my blade, that's Karen and Plankton Put trust and love in my wetter (Ching) Don't talk to the pigs like Peppa Black blade make a boy dance like Step Up (Bow) Them man, they ain't bust no shots On my life they ain't nothing but net like Kobe Big bro got the Thor on deck But he's moving all bait, tell him keep it lowkey (Call it) Ding dong whip with my darg like Kiba Mask on my face, got me feeling like Toby (Yeah) Hand tings small, dotts fat like Choji, OT I don't do ticks like Roleys (Never) Serve dem cats got the jugg with the pokey Barkin' to feds, don't sing karaoke (Nope) My bros on the ball doing nutmegs Me, I'm in the booth getting told that I'm up next (Ha) Feds know me, I'm a suspect So I do dash anytime that I buck feds (Runner) I'm a young boy outside of London Serving cats, you don't know about functions (Nope) Now he's sitting on cake like custard Bro let it beat like DJ Mustard (Bow) Serve them cats, got the bando Plus they've been in the hood like Kenny from South Park (Yeah) Cheeko got the thing on him Turn man Ghost I ain't talking Power (Uh oh) You're telling me 'fuck off trap I should stay to the rap, I can blow twin tower' (Boom) Shawty wanna know what I do I said "Darling, I'm a businessman" (Haha) Enough times man shoulda been rich like Mitch But the feds had different plans Now bro wanna hit that, move So we hit that stain, no Cillit Bang (Bow, bow) Now bro wanna hit that move So we hit that stain, no Cillit Bang Part 2 - Cheeko [Intro] Ayo, AV, you're taking the piss, yena? What you saying? Drill Simon Cowell [Verse] I'm in the ride on drills in my trap fit But I ain't chilling with Blanco One sweet 'ped with my nigga YM On the lurk for these punks on the backroad I'm equipped with these toys on deck And these toys on deck didn't come from Hasbro Tryna put one or two in your mango, insert shanks in backbone They got my nigga in a can like Tango Tryna pattern the pack from the zanco He try run and got smoked like tobacco Feds wanna chain nigga down like Django Got the green bells for the dotts Light a nigga up on the curb like a lamppost Get wrapped like a bankroll Fifteen inch, leave you swimming like tadpoles My marj heard the things I done She want me in the house like Cory Swung my blade, tryna hit mans brain But it didn't connect like 4G If the feds come asking questions Just know that my memories blank like Dory's We got toys like Woody and Buzz But you already know that story Me and my opps could never be equal They pull stunts like Evel Knievel Push my shank in your skin like needles I do man dirty, I'm evil I'm tryna pull spots, no measles Why the feds wanna stop my grind? Like I won't continue like sequels The kickback on this gauge too lethal That snitch switched signs like traffic lights This dotts make you dance like Magic Mike Gotta stay low if we see them flashing lights And I know that them yutes ain't bad That's why they stay inside like parasites They get sent to the sky, no satellite Swillz got my back like twins, no Gemini I ain't gonna stop 'cah I need me a million Them trees are grand like cinnamon Chop that down, then skrr out of town The way that we cleared that yard was brilliant Do it like Mortal Kombat, leave the scene gory I might just 'finish him' Hit back, I'm billing it Talk of the town like Cillian Jump out the ride, there's sweets, no Chewits These tools from the bag didn't come from Screwfix We really tryna blow guys fuses Them man do drill on computers On the glide, tryna catch me a human Doors get popped, see niggas get clueless Like Eminem, just lose it Pierce mans heart, no Cupid

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  • Cheeko
  • Greedy