Mad About Bars

Understand
It's Kenny Allstar's General
Bringing someone new
Cah you know we've got to supply the streets
M Huncho
Season two
Yo my darg cut tru'

Na, we never ever solo
My G that's a no go
Got Yaya in the back
It's a no go with my people
The flow is cold that's Frozone
Man I'm way past the o-zone
Man I'm way past the postcodes
I need the money, a truckload
I don't really give a fuck tho
Hating niggas there's a lot of those
Money-money over all the hoes
Sucky-sucky then she gotta go
Shes lucky-lucky yeah she got the pole
Funny-funny when they had the dough
Now I'm laughing-laughing 'cause they going broke
Laughing-laughing 'cause they going broke
Now under arrest, I ain't paying no fine I ain't doing no life
I was out on the roads
I was tryna survive
My pops always telling me why
'Cause I been through some shit on the roads
These niggas are flying abroad
I was up in the city the 6 is so pretty
No money, no money, I'm feeling so shitty
I was down but I'm up now
A Boogie in the cut now
Free Milky yeah he's locked down
Cleveland yeah we got brown
Got the xanax and we got loud
Got the xanax and we got loud
Hit my phone for that uptown
Hit the phone for that uptown

Had a good sale I call him Charlie feen
Two and a half, no Charlie Sheen
Big buds ammo light green
Too charged up to be the suck it b
Ready-ready ain't no stopping we
Jump out your seats no apology
Jump in the game oso properly
Giving out pills to the 'xanny fiends
I just want all this money for family
Irrelevant people have doubted me
My G on my right and my left
That's Ramsey and Jamie they know how to handle beef
Well done with the hint of some pepper no salad, please
Two summers ago yeah, I handled heat
Fell on my face now I'm on my feet
My shoes are designer
They call me Timmy-Timmy-Timmy-Timmy Timmy Turner
Winter time it's getting cold I really-really need a burner
I pour up a four of the lean in the thermos
Smoke up and pour off and laugh at these clowns in a circus
My brudda got hella things you can purchase
Hella rocks like the surface
Gu-gu-guten tag you in your German
Now you and your whip need a service
We don't do shit with no purpose
I need a yard fully furnished
I'm gonna stay the same person
Got the grey and the goose, the Canadian Goose
The sauce is hotter than the furnace
Kentucky to us we're the colonels
Got the 'chete in my thermals
We're really not inna the verbal
I'm really not inna the verbal
Really not inna the verbal
Aye, I'm really not into the verbal
We're really not into the verbal

Smoking pots of green, listening to Potter Payper
Seven days had no sleep I'll have it later
'Cause I'm out here
Been on the roads, been grinding late hours
Trap, scam and finesse, money's got powers
But money's just a paper with a bitches face on it
Hit him with the Knuckles watch his friends turn Sonic
Ironic, I was playing pool feds barged in
I had a eight ball in my pocket
I work for myself, one plug no socket
Dick hurt her throat, I had to tell her buy some Lockets
Smoke, smoke, smoke, man I back strap rockets
Pack came under had to call up put the dock it
I keep it steppy, don't want the 5-0 clockin'
5-0, big jacket, it's in one of twelve pockets
Chatty-patty people gotta block it, Petr Cech it
I'm a gorilla in the mist that's no lie
Coming like Mist 'cause I'm so high
Old beef I let it all slide
New beef marinated
Yeah, yeah it has to cook right
Look, it's gon' be alright
New year, new money, yeah it's gonna be so fine
It's gon' be so fine, it's gon' be so fine, look
Where's the biscuits? I need to up my glucose
My shoes used to rip man I used to rob Shoe Zone
I'm still breathing, I can't complain
Once or twice a year I take a holiday
Look but I'm still out on these streets
Kill two birds with one, I'd rather kill them with three
Used to shot hard playlist on repeat
Gave it all up 'cause these feds had me deep
20% chip, 80% weed, 0% heart, 100% dick to this chick
Feelings and fuckeries na, I ain't into them shits
I ain't into them shits
If you see Hunch then, Joseph ain't far
If you see YB Huncho's in the car
Huncho don't buy the bar, Hunch will buy the trap
Hunch will consign a 9 and he’ll never run it back no way
Nah he’ll never run it back, no way
Nah he’ll never run it back, no way
Nah he’ll never run it back, no way
Hunch will consign a 9 and he’ll never run it back