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baarsinati (freestyle) - andrwmaars lyrics

[verse]
freestyling
in isolation
baarsinati in this trick
looking like a caught a l!ck
running around with a drill
i can’t tell you how i feel
even i feel it for real
lil b*tch wanna f*ck
she brought a friend
now we’re poppin’ on xans
listening to brother man
that is my jam
i came up, i landed
now i look at where i am
climax, i made her climax
if the cookie is a mountain
i climb that
dropping too much now my pockets
they fat, you’re not thick you’re fact
all i’m saying is really facts
go to the store with a mac
shooting like tony montana
i’m feeling like montana
rip tony montana
he told me the world is mine
i don’t gotta pay a dime
shout out my baby mommi cuz she fine as wine
going harder than before
droppin’ the knowledge like verses
i see you rappers
and you looking like curses
i’m looking like mike lawry
now your girl she wanna date me
i told her she can’t afford me
but i’m still drilling that ass like ryobi
she dark and skinny, naomi
i hit it once and gave it my brody
i come through in public
and they act like they know me
i see the vision, the boy finna make that mill
and i’m coming for the k!ll
told my n*ggas never switch
oh and never act like a b*tch
n*ggas playing themselves like ps4
and i’m trapping like offset on father of 4
running on tracks with nikes
fighting n*ggas, shooting uzi’s
i came to the show with no groupies
now i’m leaving with all the groupies
i came to the show with no groupies
nuz spit on ya face
i can see you with the hate
they got you keeping the gate
no you’re not real, you’re on radio
i’mma run up on you like its mario
now breathing through the wound
walking on you like i walk on the moon
bmx all on the block like cj
f*ck the cops
i’m that n*gga, i’m nwa
i want some brain on my g’day
sippin’ on henny like cool aid
you won’t stop me boy it’s too late
you won’t stop me boy it’s too late
you won’t stop me boy it’s too late
you won’t stop me boy it’s too late

i’m already in the game
good for you ’cause i don’t do it for fame
i told the gang let’s feed the fam
’cause b*tches not around when sh*t hit the fan
’cause homies not around when sh*t hit the fan
i don’t send threats, i send money
hopping around like an easter bunny
she don’t know me but she saying love me
i gave her the d
and she sucked it
she left me dripping like it’s honey
she called me honey
i told her we’re done here
my life a book, a movie
i be doing sh*t you see in movies
my life a book, a movie
i be doing sh*t you see in movies

- andrwmaars lyrics

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