Mad About Bars - S4-E30 PT 1

It's the one you've all been waiting for We've been preeing the comments And we took our time (Ghosty) But when it's Mad About Bars It's always worth the wait Yo, yo, yo I had dreams 'bout being in the- My older siblings wouldn't let me shine They told me I couldn't ride I thought it was fine but then I just lost my mind I started lurking for time, throwin' bare gang signs In the field, just me and my slime Bare gunman that will air out bine Critical, still won't leave him fine Bad B, bruck your back and tek' time Back of the dance, wan' give me a wine Yo, this leng ting's mine It's not a surprise, she's throwin' it back for time Same height as a dots on my thighs But she reminds me of- She keeps tellin' me lies Bare butterflies when she's talking to my guys Pull up on man and I'll blast' man's rarted Bark it, all of my brothers'll blast it Clart it, see this coupe and they're darting Rarted, trip up and drop, that's casket Let me get that, man's tellin', not askin' Bad B shut your mouth and just arch it Pull up on blocks, my name's not tarnished- Should've got it through his glasses I scratch my head when I watch their vids Like, you've been chinged and you've been chinged Twist this Rambo right in your skin Jump out on yutes, watch corn get flinged Shit, buck in to gang, just sprint Feds ask questions, I don't know a thing Lean out quick, double tap this bitch If a man get chinged, I'll burn all my kicks Shank on me, just circled twice But I didn't see nuttin' but jakes Bake, ain't safe cah I soon make everyone skate She's like, "Kay, when we going on a date?" Not today, T house, got grub on my plate Yo, the mash just jammed, fuck sake Still carry the glide 'cause I got my blade Grace, shotty come long like Grace Half it-half it so it comes in the rave 'Scuse me babe, but I'm Bandokay Real badman from the Farm estate Ay, let me get one thing straight Don't be in the - when it's night, broad day Ay, let me get one thing straight Don't be in the - when it's night, broad day Shoot, shoot, ay, broski shoots Spin that block, ay, who's that yute? Encounter with gang and then change their route When three car doors get popped in the two Red man's shirt like Winnie the Pooh Me in the back and SJ too Pop up on man like peek-a-boo And they run for their life when they see this coupe Oh please, oh please, the shotgun sneeze Double Lz, I'm playing for keeps Get two, get three, this browning's neat Hold the wap if you really love me Jump out in threes and their heartbeats freeze When the gang tryna red tape scenes Dump off, tryna mek man bleed That opp done legs when he saw the