Lyrics Mad About Bars - Kenny Allstar , Loski

Hahaha, ahh, it's Kenny Allstar (star, star, star)
The voice of the streets (voice of the streets)
When I speak the streets listen
Loose
The streets have been asking for it
So let me deliver it
Tired of all these fibs
My nigga Y2 don't miss
Why you think numerous guys been hit?
Anytime we get that drop, ayy SD dial up Wizz
I ain't see a 4 door come, I seen all of the Fields just run
I heard Harlem's falling off
Chill on your block and I bet you get bun
And dey ain't on the [?] 9
Cah they know dem times be sticky
60 on the gas from Kenny, I never knew we hit town so quickly
Tryna tek away someone's pitney
Oi don't be silly
Got so much opps, if nuttin's in the bits then we lurk on a nizzy
OnDrills need hundred waps, don-don need a hundred kitties
Back den done it 22 times, if MizMac joined in it would've been 50
Now I'm gymin' it 40
Leng ones all on man get naughty
Need hat now baby I'm bored b
He ain't done nuttin' since he been bored b
Don't make sense, how the fuck can a neek take bro?
Dem boy ain't on their block, so we tryna bun opps in homes
Still pon lane that's Gaza no drama they don't come in my zone
Two hand-tings, they twinning and GS, Y2 slapped both
Three shotguns, me, 2 g's and Scratcha tryna hit man's dome
Rest up broski S.A gave them a hard time with 2 rambo's
Free bellz my jigga,
only Bassy's bigger than him (only Bassy's bigger than him)
Barber boy get them trim, Olympic ching,
make them swim (Olympic ching, make them swim)
Splash splash and I brag, god forgive me for my sins
Dem get it too, drill it if he next to king
CSG push it in, you ain't seen a boy sink
You ain't seen a boy sink, got it on me with a limp
And if you're beefing me I'll make you hold some lead
Press the 9 I ain't phonin' feds
Fuck your squad and your older men
Cah if I bore you up you best hope it bends
And I'm Loski Loose from Harlem bro
Back my sumting and soak your friend
Shotty shells I'll blow your men,
only bros with me I'll smoke a friend
Designer shit, full of drip
Man down when that nizzy flicks
Getting hat off hoes never kiss a bitch
Little man got kidnapped when bro hit the strip
Same dons talk a whole of waps and
a whole of crash but don't let it rip
Remember when I dropped the fucking
shotty tryna smoke man it had hella kick
Team no lacking, K's up if you're Kenny banging
They ain't ever banging catch an opp and whack him
Need a bad one to set him up we tannin'
Reckless, splash out and his necks wet
On the O, they ain't come yet
But they sneak diss giving dumb threats (dumb threats)
They make Snapchats on UDN
But second blocks where they never been
On the block they never chill
Don't come 'round this shit is real
2 bad ones baby what's the deal
Free JoJo love shoot for thrill
Designer coat, fashion jail
I love, I love seeing paigons spill
Been a long time since we went over to Kennington
But you know when we do Mad About Bars,
my freestyles are just a little bit different
So you know it's worth the wait
So lets go back in
Cos we can't have Loose in the platform just to do the 1
You know we gotta hit them with 2
Loose (Loose), O (O)
Splash (jheez)
Mileage high
Still lurk 'round on the other side do it in car or bike
That girl leng, uck was 10, but I can't make that mine
See opps in the field, know we gon' drill
No way I'll let that slide, no way I'll let that slide
Mileage high
Still lurk 'round on the other side do it in car or bike
That girl leng, uck was 10, but I can't make that mine
See opps in the field, know we gon' drill
No way I'll let that slide, no way I'll let that slide
Still back that shotty for the dawgsdem
HS we attack, no warning
I was in Napa,
shades on the face in the rave couldn't see that darling
And don't jump out they drive and look, shook, fucking jarring
Don't make no Snaps on the block 'cus SD go step 'round and bark it
This beef is frying, but don't bang on the ends they lying
Last time I tapped that shotty I hopped in a car my arm felt tired
3 waps up got crash desire
Let it sing like a choir, free bro Sav that's a murder triar
Who have you bored you fucking liar?
You ain't put your risk on chill
Gotta tell the barbies chill, what's the deal?
Really in the streets for real
2 ways dead or jail, or get rich
Never give heart to a bitch
Rather be dead than snitch, which would you pick?
Bet you'd dead real quick
Reality chat to the pigs, Loose
Mileage high (mileage high)
Still lurk 'round on the other side do it in car or bike
That girl leng, uck was 10, but I can't make that mine
See opps in the field, know we gon' drill
No way I'll let that slide, no way I'll let that slide
Mileage high
Still lurk 'round on the other side do it in car or bike
That girl leng, uck was 10, but I can't make that mine
See opps in the field, know we gon' drill
No way I'll let that slide, no way I'll let that slide
So there you have it
We delivered
Season 3 Mad About Bars
It's a wrap
Gone until further notice