Yeah
Ok
If he says he got bigger ball's I know he's lying
Pure pussy hermaphrodite so I say he's dyking
Nighas don't want beef don't let that act fool ya
They vegetarians with diarrhea salad shooters
I keep it moving pass them type of nighas yeah I'm rude
But they just lobster and shrimp so I seafood
I'll fill my plate up
And now I'm dropping gems and jewelry
Guess I'll change my name to Jacob
My lyrical IQ levels brainiac
My #barsfire yes I'm a pyromaniac
While nighas lying claiming that they dimes are whores
It's just wordplay and similes they metaphor
But I've met many fours who like to put me in they jaws
I kick'em out the door to the laundry mat like they dirty drawers
She gets no more plus I leave her sore cause sex like wd-40 and I gotta get my nuts off
Blast Off sky high
She thought I was a nice guy
Truth rolled up real sudden
Sorta like a drive-by
Haters with them scrunched up faces looking sour
Throwing dirt on my name they think that I'm a flower
Cause everybody's got a past nigha
You see me just roll pass nigha
Cause you run-up won't get a pass nigha
Directions you can't even ask nigha
Cause I'll tell you to go that way
And if you catch an attitude nighas might roll up in blackface
With me leading the forefront
Nighas claim they want smoke but I'm used to blazing whole blunts
That's not a threat that's a fact nigha
A guarantee that is backed nigha
A warranty on your ac nigha
I'll pay for those car faxs nigha
Have me 21 savage violent
Body dumped in the bushes next to the violets
I be waiting on cop sirens
Then at your funeral pianos and violins
But that's, if, ands, or, maybes
Concentrate more on you maybe go and have some babies
But the gazing eyes and gossip never phased me
I just jump on a track and start to go crazy
All up in the booth that's when hell breaks loose
Got the Devil praying to God asking what he's gonna do
Cause I spit hot fire Dylan times two multiplied by five get the reference or a clue huh
I'm just saying spraying words like a street sweeper
Wack wrappers curbside gutter I'm the street cleaner
I'm a nightmare so I keep these nighas dreaming
I'm really heaven-sent but they think that I'm a demon
Cause the stitches in my art have been perfected so it's seamless
My rhymes are tailored to me it's like I'm rocking Sunday's best
Rappers bite these bars thus they like how I dress
So rappers sew my style cuz they seamstress
Cause I been had my changeup it was time to change my chains up
So I went and got this bling cut
Now I'm rocking something flameless
And this bracelet
Looks like winter made it
The watch got a facelift
Bezel looks like a glacier"
We building a wall calling it Donald Trump
So weak rappers not in my playlist when its time for lunch
Nighas cuffing they Nina's when its time to dump
Cause everybody Gucci Gang until they see that Lil pump
These nighas scared to be they selves so they gotta stunt
Phili Da iLLest #barsfire I ain't gotta front
Yeah yeah said you ain't gotta front
Phili Da iLLest #barsfire I ain't gotta stunt
I thought I lost it but I'm not in a coffin
My minds been bugging out but no need to hit up Orkin
I got Tims that's made for walking and stomping nighas out when they run up with a problem
Phili Da Illest - #Bars Lyrics
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Yeah
Ok
If he says he got bigger ball's I know he's lying
Pure pussy hermaphrodite so I say he's dyking
Nighas don't want beef don't let that act fool ya
They vegetarians with diarrhea salad shooters
I keep it moving pass them type of nighas yeah I'm rude
But they just lobster and shrimp so I seafood
I'll fill my plate up
And now I'm dropping gems and jewelry
Guess I'll change my name to Jacob
My lyrical IQ levels brainiac
My #barsfire yes I'm a pyromaniac
While nighas lying claiming that they dimes are whores
It's just wordplay and similes they metaphor
But I've met many fours who like to put me in they jaws
I kick'em out the door to the laundry mat like they dirty drawers
She gets no more plus I leave her sore cause sex like wd-40 and I gotta get my nuts off
Blast Off sky high
She thought I was a nice guy
Truth rolled up real sudden
Sorta like a drive-by
Haters with them scrunched up faces looking sour
Throwing dirt on my name they think that I'm a flower
Cause everybody's got a past nigha
You see me just roll pass nigha
Cause you run-up won't get a pass nigha
Directions you can't even ask nigha
Cause I'll tell you to go that way
And if you catch an attitude nighas might roll up in blackface
With me leading the forefront
Nighas claim they want smoke but I'm used to blazing whole blunts
That's not a threat that's a fact nigha
A guarantee that is backed nigha
A warranty on your ac nigha
I'll pay for those car faxs nigha
Have me 21 savage violent
Body dumped in the bushes next to the violets
I be waiting on cop sirens
Then at your funeral pianos and violins
But that's, if, ands, or, maybes
Concentrate more on you maybe go and have some babies
But the gazing eyes and gossip never phased me
I just jump on a track and start to go crazy
All up in the booth that's when hell breaks loose
Got the Devil praying to God asking what he's gonna do
Cause I spit hot fire Dylan times two multiplied by five get the reference or a clue huh
I'm just saying spraying words like a street sweeper
Wack wrappers curbside gutter I'm the street cleaner
I'm a nightmare so I keep these nighas dreaming
I'm really heaven-sent but they think that I'm a demon
Cause the stitches in my art have been perfected so it's seamless
My rhymes are tailored to me it's like I'm rocking Sunday's best
Rappers bite these bars thus they like how I dress
So rappers sew my style cuz they seamstress
Cause I been had my changeup it was time to change my chains up
So I went and got this bling cut
Now I'm rocking something flameless
And this bracelet
Looks like winter made it
The watch got a facelift
Bezel looks like a glacier"
We building a wall calling it Donald Trump
So weak rappers not in my playlist when its time for lunch
Nighas cuffing they Nina's when its time to dump
Cause everybody Gucci Gang until they see that Lil pump
These nighas scared to be they selves so they gotta stunt
Phili Da iLLest #barsfire I ain't gotta front
Yeah yeah said you ain't gotta front
Phili Da iLLest #barsfire I ain't gotta stunt
I thought I lost it but I'm not in a coffin
My minds been bugging out but no need to hit up Orkin
I got Tims that's made for walking and stomping nighas out when they run up with a problem
Ok
If he says he got bigger ball's I know he's lying
Pure pussy hermaphrodite so I say he's dyking
Nighas don't want beef don't let that act fool ya
They vegetarians with diarrhea salad shooters
I keep it moving pass them type of nighas yeah I'm rude
But they just lobster and shrimp so I seafood
I'll fill my plate up
And now I'm dropping gems and jewelry
Guess I'll change my name to Jacob
My lyrical IQ levels brainiac
My #barsfire yes I'm a pyromaniac
While nighas lying claiming that they dimes are whores
It's just wordplay and similes they metaphor
But I've met many fours who like to put me in they jaws
I kick'em out the door to the laundry mat like they dirty drawers
She gets no more plus I leave her sore cause sex like wd-40 and I gotta get my nuts off
Blast Off sky high
She thought I was a nice guy
Truth rolled up real sudden
Sorta like a drive-by
Haters with them scrunched up faces looking sour
Throwing dirt on my name they think that I'm a flower
Cause everybody's got a past nigha
You see me just roll pass nigha
Cause you run-up won't get a pass nigha
Directions you can't even ask nigha
Cause I'll tell you to go that way
And if you catch an attitude nighas might roll up in blackface
With me leading the forefront
Nighas claim they want smoke but I'm used to blazing whole blunts
That's not a threat that's a fact nigha
A guarantee that is backed nigha
A warranty on your ac nigha
I'll pay for those car faxs nigha
Have me 21 savage violent
Body dumped in the bushes next to the violets
I be waiting on cop sirens
Then at your funeral pianos and violins
But that's, if, ands, or, maybes
Concentrate more on you maybe go and have some babies
But the gazing eyes and gossip never phased me
I just jump on a track and start to go crazy
All up in the booth that's when hell breaks loose
Got the Devil praying to God asking what he's gonna do
Cause I spit hot fire Dylan times two multiplied by five get the reference or a clue huh
I'm just saying spraying words like a street sweeper
Wack wrappers curbside gutter I'm the street cleaner
I'm a nightmare so I keep these nighas dreaming
I'm really heaven-sent but they think that I'm a demon
Cause the stitches in my art have been perfected so it's seamless
My rhymes are tailored to me it's like I'm rocking Sunday's best
Rappers bite these bars thus they like how I dress
So rappers sew my style cuz they seamstress
Cause I been had my changeup it was time to change my chains up
So I went and got this bling cut
Now I'm rocking something flameless
And this bracelet
Looks like winter made it
The watch got a facelift
Bezel looks like a glacier"
We building a wall calling it Donald Trump
So weak rappers not in my playlist when its time for lunch
Nighas cuffing they Nina's when its time to dump
Cause everybody Gucci Gang until they see that Lil pump
These nighas scared to be they selves so they gotta stunt
Phili Da iLLest #barsfire I ain't gotta front
Yeah yeah said you ain't gotta front
Phili Da iLLest #barsfire I ain't gotta stunt
I thought I lost it but I'm not in a coffin
My minds been bugging out but no need to hit up Orkin
I got Tims that's made for walking and stomping nighas out when they run up with a problem
Writer: Darius Mitchell
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid