I got bars… Don’t mean Mars, candy bars…
I got bars, no xannies
I got bars, no xannies
I got bars, no xannies
I got bars, no xannies
I got bars like grannies
Stashing bars in pantries
Superstar like Stanley
Running far like Bambi, Bambi
I got bars, no xannies
So much you can’t stand me
I got bars, no xannies
f#ck her then give her a plan b, plan b
I got bars, no xannies
I got bars, no xannies
I got bars, no xannies
Pass your girl like Manny
I got bars, no xannies
Take her out for a manicure
Bish you know I go heavy
Fake sh#t I just can’t endure
Walk hard, I ain’t [standing?]
c#ck hard like some candy
f#ck all the 12 and the work [?] police
Cop car and I ran it, ran it
I got bars, no xannies
I got bars, god damn
I got bars, no xannies
Juggin the 100 [and zeline?]
My bro cop a roll, ’cous they tеllin
Twelve asking us questions likе Alan
They want my confession, they watching my [?]
I tell them no sweat this sh#t never ending
Who the [?] I carry, my hoe’s my [?] carries
Your man’s a joke, Jim Carrey
You lucky bro, how dare he, dare he
Ride with the gang like a Camry
That way the game when I plan it
High in the sky, I’m so fly as can be
I’ve been rocking Air Forces, ain’t landing
Stand it
I got bars, broke few hearts, left few scars
Played my part, [?] the part
I got bars, ,don’t mean Mars, candy bars
Can’t restart sh#t I start
I got bars, no xannies, [xannies]
I got bars, no xannies, [xannies]
I got bars, no xannies, [xannies]
Spittin hard, out stand [me?]
Witch stick, no camping
Flipping sh#t like hands-free
Spittin hot, no tanning
Rocking [baked?] Jim Pansy
Whopping heat chef Ramsey
We elites, my people [creep?]
Your clique weak, may [?]
Your flow so old shit’s antique
This hitting home like [?]
Industry like concrete
I’m bout to be who’s scamming
Seen your B, yeah, she a freak
Is she down to cheat, I’m smashing
Investing that fish, no cashing
The feds be like how we gon cash in?
They been here arresting, I’ve been the
Assasin, they throw me a beat, I’m murkin the track
And bury the flow like what happened?
Drip dropping on your block like a canteen
Higher than the mountain in the Andes
Why they [?] switching like [?]
Seen them by my scheming
Had to tell them in dm’s to forget what
They’re repeating, they just thank[ed?] me
Broken my [?] throwing xannies
Gave my b#tch a bar ’cous she got angry
[?] like banksy, bagging up the bank B
Louis with the tie, I’m looking so fancy
I got bars, no xannies
I got bars, no xannies
I got bars, no xannies
I got bars, no xannies
Strapped up like trannies
Maxed up [?]
Run sh#t like athletes
In the twelve of my block with the addy
I got bars, broke few hearts, left with scars
I got bars, don’t mean mars, candy bars
I got bars, no xannies
I’m on the roll like a Bentley
I got bars, no xannies
Got a bag of my [?] Fendi, hoe
Still with the coke, yall Pepsi
Drip to the toe Nike SB’s
My kick’s a finessed these [?]
Your b#tch she undressed these [?]
Acting [?] face [?]
Stuck [?]
Got her [?] and [?]
f#ck up out my way, [?]
Flow like a jet ski, wrist with the ice
Like [?]
Told them b#tches twice
Don’t you ever test me
Got a bass [?]
Got a place like [?]
Kicking like Messi, dick up in your bestie
Flying by the sky, I’m up higher
Than the jetstream, yeah
I got bars, no xannies
I got bars, no, I got bars, no
I got, I got…
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J€AN-MARC Lyrics – Barz