Who’s Got Bars?, Pt.2

Lyrics
[Intro] Big Jest, Big J Boogie Uhh Free smoke Boogie Yo [Verse] The young Gs might back out hammers and take your jewellery, don't get caught This one tracks, they're shooting cannons, they got reaction clips like Walkz 3 Gs in a Vauxhall, no seatbelts, (haaa) but they all came strapped of course Uh, they're gonna let it sing like Beyoncé or Jay Z , three matching fours (Uh huh) Life-changing moments, suicide mission, sliding doors I just get head while she's on all fours Diving headers, slide and score Now she's hitting my cell, go on, what're you saying (What's good?) I'm still tryna get a new freezer (So?) So this ain't my final form (Facts) Why you keep wife-ing whores, I don't even know if she's mine or yours They just send shots on Google Chrome, keyboard warrior, type of corn (Bap!) She's, throwing the box, I air it, you're not the one, don't make it force Sweet one answer this ringtone, nah, I blank O's, I'm Jason Bourne (Haha) The young Gs do dirt on bikes, I need large amounts I don't play Saying that I changed but you never knew, pussy Better stay at home, pussy if you wanna feel safe (Boogie) Cah the streets is rage Go burn your bridge Cut that link, pop your chain Buss down Roley, break his face Run it up (Uh) Run it up (Uh) Send it out and get it back in (Facts) Bruk it up (Uh) Bruk it up (Uh) Blow her back, blow her back in (It's mad) He was tryna get it out the mud, that's intent, if they bag him (Joke) In the field no camping but if you grass, he's packing (Uh-huh) Amy wants to get it cracking, if she didn't, I would be amazed Yo A, how'd you get up in them jeans? (Mad) Now I'm tryna put D in A (Eh) And she wants to go on holiday but my other tings' kinda on my case Might fly out on Mercedes 'cause she really wanna she see LA (Skrt-Skrt) Free smoke, you know what's goodie (What's good?) Big Jest, big J boogie (Eh) I knew I would get a buff ting in the future, Ciara didn't gimme them goodies Now I've got a buzz, barbies take woody (Ay) Your tings' tiny, see your gyal wan do me Draw that gyal while her mans' in pen, she felt the tip, she can't take this fully (Mad) We don't take Ls, no learners but they might just pull up and crash Cah, the yard never had no earners, no food in the fridge, no dad But, true say Mum's incredible, made things work when they never had jack, jack Mum really made things stretch, while her son's out doing up dash (Dash) Dash, (Dash) digital dash, send a boy yard, get me my cash (That money) Tell Walkz I'm the best in drill, Simon Cowell, I'm tryna make bands (Facts) Damn, I've never been damned, you smoke too much, you never make plans Make money, you never make man, broken homes, you've never seen grands Rude, I'm a prick, I'm a bastard, that's your chick, man I'm laughing I've been hitting her target (Rrrrap) I just bullseye then I'm darting, skrr off in a car quick (Skrt-Skrt) When I'm spitting I'm clarting, I got hella ink in this cartridge Don't ever think that I'm stressed cuz (Nah) I got hella tings, 10/10 ones (Yeah) P.S I got four tings (Huh?), I ain't worried 'bout my ex box (It's mad) Got a French ting saying "Oui, Oui", my cougar ting play games too Experienced but I control her, that's old box , GameCube (Hah) You know what, I don't rate you (Nope) You're too chatty on the net Chat, so much and don't make moves, man are too catty for respect It's peak now, I've got a bae, move you chatty patty little skets That was one jeet, I didn't date you, please stop saying you're my ex (Boogie)
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- Big Jest