Mad About Bars Xmas S3E1P2

Mad About Bars, I know you lot been waitin' for this one

And believe me, we ain't leavin' until we got another classic (Ghosty)

So, Digga D, let's give the streets what they really want

Mad About Bars, we're back

Cut through, Digga

If they get nicked with the cannon, they won't stay real and sing like Mariah

Conspire to change my attire, rise that fryer and burn that liar

Bro known rider, he got down three, and they all turned choir

And prior, prior, prior to this 16 or higher

The opps turned bro to a lifer, 300s, leathers on, no biker

And I was the only guy my age in West London with a sniper

See a man's eyes roll back from a chest shot attack, free broski S-

Or I press on a one .32, but I ain't tryna find out my number on Lyca

Them man act for the net, but that's not how they are off set

And when me and my 'migos pull up, they take off, make off, they're wet

Still bake off where shh got cheffed, trap pays off, I still get bread

No days off, I miss my bed, still blaze off, ay, fling that lead

Who's them yutes? Spin that ped, do it like Bruce, ching that head

I learnt from Cruz now I bring back Zs, bro drop mad work, that weight get benched

Do it like -, hop that fence, but I bet you still get ching-ching

So it don't make no sense, so it don't make no cents

Got a pack just in, that's Bieber, on a Friday batterin' fish

But the Sunday comin' ain't Easter, lil' bro don't know how to whip

He wants whitewash, no FIFA, he told me he got it on tick

Ay, take that shit and go buy a new beater

Caasis, caasis, the akhis call us caasis

Askar tryna raid man's guri, they want man back in xabsi

Grab the xabad, I'm charged up fully

Mask and hoodie, jump out the passy, really tryna bullet that boy

No Walters, I ain't doin' up Ashley, I look psychotic when man get wassy (Ghosty)

I need me a stain, now I'm searchin', Findin' Nemo

Add bash to the Bobby, see man got brown, no Nino

His silk gon' cut when I back that smoke, the nurse ain't usin' chemo

Don got dipped 'cause he tried run, I caught him a stitch, no Lilo

How much do you wanna B-E-T if I step on a Five with a Star?

Somethin' gon' end up on BBC if I tell bro, "Stop that car"

Film in the four, two guns, take one, we're rollin'

Lights, camera, action, cut-cut when I soak him

Ian's proper, every mornin' phone's my blower

Food on fleek, take two of each, I call that Noah

12 for a oner, or take more, I don't go no lower

And if Drip don't answer his phone, then I'm all alone tryna bring back yola

Pyrex livin', Pyrex whippin', splash in the kitchen, get it back over

Brown and cute like Keisha, I can't lie Lisa, a real life moaner

Been gettin' these P's, ten point five of the bakin' soda

She wan' jump up, mash up the place

Pallance bitch, this ain't no soca

K-Kenny Allstar