Bar Up (feat. Lil Wade)

First line I'm barring niggas up sublimed
You sidelined, while I'm bar line
Packed in this bitch, Starline
The stars align cause I own this bitch
Red button I could press but I just phone this bitch
Watch ya mouth talking bout the one
I ain't no snitch, I can't tell you what I've done
But I can tell you what I'll do to these wack niggas
All of you rap niggas, is all a bunch of bitches
Excluding niggas I fuck with
It's a lot but it's a little
Some of you sit there and fiddle
And blow ya canary like it's a ruga
Ruler, stick is how I measure ya talent
You twelve inches high
Congratulations you get a foot up yo ass and a goodbye
I'm not the one to try, and get by on
I had my fair share of leeches tryna suck rhinestones
But they ain't realize I'm a diamond in the cut
I really made it out the rough
All my dawgs run a muck
All yo dogs a bunch of bitches
Feminine feature gangstas
Ready to tell on me, that's allegations

I'm proving innocent till guilty judge
I ain't gone plead the fifth cause I won't fucking budge
Let me get this fye up off me, I'm throwing slugs
But it's a different kind of strike cause it's napalms in my palms
How the fuck did he write this
That shii locked in my DNA like it's arthritis
This author is the tightest, with the handle and the pen
It gotta be A.I, the way this nigga crossing them
X'ing them out they long gone
Fuck yo faction you all boned
Soft porn, you cold footed
These missiles heat seeking
No wonder they couldn't lock on, you stiff pudding

Cold as fuck but not in a good way
You couldn't amass the six figures I spent, comprende
You just a poser holding ya homie wallet on pay day
May day, it's D-Day that boa SHEP ain't come to play
I'm finna clean my plate
When I drop it's a massive virus, call that Z-Day
Put some respect on my name
I'm a forest fire you just a cool lil flame
To put it in laymen terms for you
I'm that nigga, and you lame
Fuck is you saying

Fuck is you saying
My homie
Tuh, hard body nigga feel soft
Crack the door to hell's gate, shake the chills off
Nigga I can ride the spss, till the wheels off
Have my shorty hawk him down, take his heels off
I can hit the old town like I'm Lil Nas
Nigga I be with them killer that'll steal rob
Pull up to the kickback singing like I'm Jill Scott
Smack a bitch in the face with a steel glock

Tss, damn, they say that's bad promotion
The K don't turn him to a spss, then we gone casserole him
Rock pints classic Cola's all the cabinets open
Up the glock turn his brains into tapioca
I just caught a homerun, I feel like Sammy Sosa
I can dick her out her dickies, fuck some fashion nova
Nigga slacking I should put a pair of khakis on him
Leopard seats and the hoopty got that Caddy odor

Ooh I got a johnny's appleseed, falling from the apple tree
Long range practice with the ratchet I got accuracy
Fifty in the mac can't even clap it's at capacity
Bitch I'm putting bodies on my belt like a chastity
Turned this back and went against Disaster like Cassidy
Long nose on the spss, look like Adam's family
Pour the six up in the creme Faygo I lost gravity
Smack that bitch with the backhand, I turned her japanese

I ain't bapping, drama clap him in the dark
Foe nem give yo top ten like this one-o-six and park
Nigga I be throwing fins like I'm swimming with the sharks
If I see I'm in the park, let this bitch Jordyn Spark nigga

Sent him six-two bullets look like a dart nigga
I be skating through the spss, like I'm Bart nigga
Pea off Baby Boy, you ain't got no heart nigga
He like that Ted movie, he been talking to a Mark nigga

I'm a visionary, nah a tennis player
Hell yeah I treat the club like I'm in Panera
White buffs up on my face to see my vision clear
Get to knocking at yo door you think we did it yearly
Hop out that ghost with my lil boo, it's like they didn't cheer me
Bitch it's getting scary
I'm one of one bitch you can find me in the dictionary
Get to drawing on yo face we playing pictionary
Sliding in a spaceship, I feel like Rick and Jerry
Slow straggler walk'em down need some big Amiris
I won't talking to that ho, this convo meant for siri
Ain't wanna get her chain snatched, then buy that bitch a earring

Shit, maybe next time
I should listen to that nigga when he tell me that he loyal but he jealous
I don't see it I can smell it
I'm a beast from the belly of a virgin named Mary
That bitch came to get it back in blood like carry