700 Reekade - Bully Bars Lyrics

Look, I ain't f*ckin' with these niggas why they lyin' and shit
I ain't never want that hoe so why he lyin' to the bitch
Textin' her like it's me, callin' her slimy and shit
Guess she broke that nigga heart cause he cryin' and shit
Huh, beggin' to these hoes why they actin' like they Ezell
Block the nigga number, he writin' her through the email
I be goin' ku, just pay attention to detail
Empty the clip, look like a beach, you gon' see shells
Thinkin' it's a game, I'm at yo head like a barber
Shoot till it's empty, switch clips like a barber
You a bitch, yo mama said she always wanted a daughter
I run the game, you get played, you on the bench, I'm a starter
The opps just tried to get at me, tell em try again
On point, now I'm at yo neck like a violin
Gotta stay lowkey, but I'm f*ckin' up the city
All eyes on me, dawg, just call me Mississippi
Want a feature the bread right, then send that shit
Playin' flake with the bread, we gon' bend that shit
I been thuggin' since 09, I been that jit
Treat yo block like a Ferris wheel and spin that shit
I thought I told em, huh, y'all in trouble
They ain't f*ck with me before, now they dig me like a shovel
Thought I told em, huh, y'all in trouble
Like a jit that got his shoes dirty after a scuffle
I thought I told em, huh, y'all in trouble
When yo mama said get one dollar, but you got a couple
Thought I told em, huh, y'all in trouble
Like a game winning drive, but you f*ck niggas fumbled
They used to laugh, now they pay to watch me like a movie ticket
Mama, daddy, auntie, it don't matter, even you can get it
AR-15, be ready for the smoke
The money ain't never funny, keep thinkin' it's a joke
Put a bag on yo head, have them opp niggas suffocatin
That's for sneak dissin', man, you f*ck niggas aggravatin
Lyin' in they raps, man, them f*ck niggas fabricatin
Give em 12 to the cap, I call that graduatin
Going ham bout that bread tell them f*ck niggas, catch up(ketchup)
Don't lettuce catch you slippin' cause we breakin' yo neck, bruh
I gotta blow, knockin' down doors like they dominoes
Drop the addy and we pullin' up like we dominoes
Bulls like stampedes, cause we got a lot of those
No new friends, we go way back like the dinosaurs
Hoes ain't shit, they be f*ckin', then they gotta go
New hoes comin', it's goin' down like Geronimo
Thought I told em, y'all in trouble
They ain't f*ck with me before, now they dig me like a shovel
Thought I told em, huh, y'all in trouble
Like a jit that got his shoes dirty after a scuffle
I thought I told em, huh, y'all in trouble
When yo mama said, get one dollar, but you got a couple
Thought I told em, huh, y'all in trouble
Like a game winning drive, but you f*ck niggas fumbled