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JUST BARS FREESTYLE Video (MV)




Performed By: Dizzle Smxxve
Language: English
Length: 2:56
Written by: James Davis




Dizzle Smxxve - JUST BARS FREESTYLE Lyrics
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Ay say, na na na you good mane
That bih there smoove mane let that ho' run
I'm feelin' like I'm bout to groovy in this bih, ya dig
Come here
Big Dizzle Smxxve stepping off in this bitch
Two cups in, yeah I'm lit as the shit
Money on my mind tryna get rich
Keep yo pussy, money over a bitch
I make em stop and they stare like a glitch
Boy you faker than Lilo and Stitch
I'm they ass like grandma switch
Send shots like curry you know they ion miss
Throw up my M up, I put on for the Sip
Came in the game, I was hot as flame
I was still lit when they called me James
I came for the money you keep all the fame
These niggas so stepped on so lame
Take my heart out my chest sick of the pain
Made it out the storm, outta the rain
You so outta line, bih stay in yo lane
You ain't come to vibe yo ass shouldn't came
Shooter he drunk as skunk, wit accurate aim
Look at this nigga, he from Mississippi
He so smooth how he keepin it pimpin'
Ain't bout money can't have my attention
These niggas in trouble like it's detention
Sendin niggas home like a suspension
Give a bitch inches then buy her sum inches
All them bars I got build me a prison
All them loses yeah I had to start winnin'
I was down bad they ain't give me a penny
I stayed solid way since the beginning
Real as f*ck how I go in the ending
F*ck a label a rockin' out independent
Chasin a bag I won't catch me a sentence
Remember the pain I'll never forget it
Used to be all in the Dition
Now I'm in Dallas eating steak wit some bitches
Drinkin' Casmigos and we taking pictures
Take the bitch home and I her give the issue
Don't pillow talk and we ain't sneak dissin'
Do what to who, wipe his nose like a tissue
Rip GB we never forget you
Killin' this beat lay the f*cker to rest
Might go blind if you stare at my neck
Big Dizzle on go for a check
Humble as f*ck but demand my respect
Waited my turn but now I'm up next
Poppin' my shit so you know imma flex
I'm peepin they nervous I'm peeping they sweat
In my own lane and I'm not like the rest
I f*ck Khalid but we the best
(Come here)
F*ck yo opinion, ain't tryna impress
It's levels to pimpin' I pimp wit the best
She under yo skin and imma under her dress
Up all night, she ain't studyin' test
Taking shots while she givin' me neck
Nasty as f*ck, eat fat ma from the back
Money callin', I'll be right back
Go grab some woods and cups for the Jack
Wherever the vibe that's wherever I'm at
You see me but you don't see the strap
Flip a few hundreds into a few racks
It's on mind like a memory
I'm that nigga they wanna be
Ray Charles, these niggas ain't seein' me
Yeah he lit as shit but he cool just like 10 degrees
How I get on this beat and beat this bitch up
Would've thought it was 10 of me
Yeah I be in them guts when the sun come up
Yeah I'm be giving her Sunny D
Big Dizzle big smoove too smoove
Ol' dude can't compare to me
Ain't impressed yet, grab some popcorn
Kick back and prepare to be
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English

Ay say, na na na you good mane
That bih there smoove mane let that ho' run
I'm feelin' like I'm bout to groovy in this bih, ya dig
Come here
Big Dizzle Smxxve stepping off in this bitch
Two cups in, yeah I'm lit as the shit
Money on my mind tryna get rich
Keep yo pussy, money over a bitch
I make em stop and they stare like a glitch
Boy you faker than Lilo and Stitch
I'm they ass like grandma switch
Send shots like curry you know they ion miss
Throw up my M up, I put on for the Sip
Came in the game, I was hot as flame
I was still lit when they called me James
I came for the money you keep all the fame
These niggas so stepped on so lame
Take my heart out my chest sick of the pain
Made it out the storm, outta the rain
You so outta line, bih stay in yo lane
You ain't come to vibe yo ass shouldn't came
Shooter he drunk as skunk, wit accurate aim
Look at this nigga, he from Mississippi
He so smooth how he keepin it pimpin'
Ain't bout money can't have my attention
These niggas in trouble like it's detention
Sendin niggas home like a suspension
Give a bitch inches then buy her sum inches
All them bars I got build me a prison
All them loses yeah I had to start winnin'
I was down bad they ain't give me a penny
I stayed solid way since the beginning
Real as f*ck how I go in the ending
F*ck a label a rockin' out independent
Chasin a bag I won't catch me a sentence
Remember the pain I'll never forget it
Used to be all in the Dition
Now I'm in Dallas eating steak wit some bitches
Drinkin' Casmigos and we taking pictures
Take the bitch home and I her give the issue
Don't pillow talk and we ain't sneak dissin'
Do what to who, wipe his nose like a tissue
Rip GB we never forget you
Killin' this beat lay the f*cker to rest
Might go blind if you stare at my neck
Big Dizzle on go for a check
Humble as f*ck but demand my respect
Waited my turn but now I'm up next
Poppin' my shit so you know imma flex
I'm peepin they nervous I'm peeping they sweat
In my own lane and I'm not like the rest
I f*ck Khalid but we the best
(Come here)
F*ck yo opinion, ain't tryna impress
It's levels to pimpin' I pimp wit the best
She under yo skin and imma under her dress
Up all night, she ain't studyin' test
Taking shots while she givin' me neck
Nasty as f*ck, eat fat ma from the back
Money callin', I'll be right back
Go grab some woods and cups for the Jack
Wherever the vibe that's wherever I'm at
You see me but you don't see the strap
Flip a few hundreds into a few racks
It's on mind like a memory
I'm that nigga they wanna be
Ray Charles, these niggas ain't seein' me
Yeah he lit as shit but he cool just like 10 degrees
How I get on this beat and beat this bitch up
Would've thought it was 10 of me
Yeah I be in them guts when the sun come up
Yeah I'm be giving her Sunny D
Big Dizzle big smoove too smoove
Ol' dude can't compare to me
Ain't impressed yet, grab some popcorn
Kick back and prepare to be
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Writer: James Davis
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