Just Bars Lyrics – Hollywood Mil
Singer: Hollywood Mil
Title: Just Bars
The block is too hot but when i come through, i spin it
All of my n#gg#s be winning
No i’m not finished
b#tch this is just the beginning
Hold up just gimme a minute
All about money
I do not deal with no p#ssies
These b#tches gon f#ck on yo brotha
Man don’t even trust her
You can go get you another
She gon be back by the summer
I think i’m the sh#t
I’m rolling in paper
The way i been balling
I feel like a laker
She pretty and thick, my favorite flavor
She get on her knees and she do me a favor
I’m keeping a tool
That’s why they keep calling me manny
Finna go ghost like i’m danny
And i got the power
This choppa bе holding a 50
Your block turning into a shower
Soon as i drop
All these n#gg#s gon bitе me
My name hold weight, ion take sh#t lightly
40 on my wrist
And this sh#t biting
Call me spike lee
Make a n#gg# do the right thing
Gucci on my waist but can’t let a n#gg# snake me
In my own lane but these n#gg#s wanna race me
When i come through, ain’t no n#gg# finna face me
Stay up on the corner wit my n#gg# no safety
I
Can’t
Fake wit a n#gg#
I ain’t really wit the fu sh#t
My n#gg#s come through
All they wanna do is shoot sh#t
Sweep a n#gg# block wit a motherf#cking broomstick
n#gg# from the h
So you know i ain’t a hoe mane
Smoking on gas
sh#t strong like propane
Ion even bother with a hater ‘cus a n#gg# gon hate so all i’m finna do is get mo’ bank
All i wanna do is pour mo’ drank
Shorty is a brees but you know she ain’t no saint
Ion give a f#ck what a motherf#cking hoe think
Still gon come when a n#gg# pick the phone up
Gotta have runts everytime that i roll up
Walk up in the club everybody got they poles up
Try to take my chain?
He a rookie so he froze up
That’s the wrong move
Turn the n#gg# to a donut
When i got the bag, had to blow it at saks fifth
Shorty on my dick ‘cus she know i ain’t average
Ion want the b#tch, you can go ahead and have it
Not 21 but you know that ima savage
Got no heart when i’m flexin on my ex
Leave a n#gg# read when i open up the tech
Ain’t no fornication, leave a p#ss# n#gg# wet
And ain’t no competition n#gg# tell me who next
This chain, i bought it
The top, i dropped it
Pass me the rock and i ball like john stockton
Stay wit some cs, you can catch me out in boston
No i ain’t cappin
n#gg#s wanted smoke, call me mr. make it happen
Stayed up in the field calling plays like i’m madden
And all these n#gg#s wanna play but i ain’t really wit the acting
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