Mad About Bars - Showkey

Me and them man they’re different

Why?

Cause I want to see figures

And them man wanna see bitches

I want to see numbers I want to see digits

I want money, they want girls

Cause I’m gully, I want shells

I want a pumpy with big bells

I want to work hard to hit cells

Still round there on a ding dong

With a ching chong

Tryna' get man cut

Them man ain’t tryna' do shit

In a bedroom tryna' bust their nut

Talk bout' come to the ghetts

But them man come round when they won’t get bucked

Huh?

Act bad for the snapchat till a man get left like dust

Big bruck that will get a man down

Big bruck queng man out

See the big bruck aim for the head

Thats north but the kid from south

Tryna' see notes on notes yeah I want to see pounds on pounds

Flip flops on a opp block i ain’t really tryna' run man round

He wants to know what im on

Like doggy go ask your bedrins

Man said Showkeys bro

L-O-L No

Chill like Netflix

On the phone im calm, but i’ll come round there on a next ting

Leave man shocked, leave man feeling electric

Ay Kenny, what you saying, you ready for the next ting

Can never be me

Couldn’t be me that man try violate man try diss

Cause i got links

Man i got links in Hackney and I got links in syd

Ain’t on piss

Them man chat too much

But them man there ain’t on shit

Fresh on clips

See man home in a bit like

Free LA, free Kid

Free Stam, Free Triggy

Free got nicked in the trap spot giddy

Man get wooshed when they get skirred on

Man get dip dip chingy

Skeng in the dinger

Free 8 4 5 one spinner

Me?

I can’t rate that nigga

Cause my man chew gal like dinner

Pull up in the ride

See man run and hide

Like more time man are outside

Cause you see them man slip and slide

Shitden

Two man, one whip, one skeng

So thats three opps, two shots one…

Bow!

Bow!

One man ducking

Mad luck cause the ting didn’t bun him

Two hands on the bruck lets bruck him

No bruck then we’re dip dip cutting

One guy bled, straight am, bare dip dip for a gem

Ride on pegs, dip in you’re head, them man there see led

Man want talk bout muscle and man want talk bout gym

Wait, how you gonna talk about gym when i back that 15 inch

Wait, like why’s man tryna' show biceps, triceps tryna' show packs?

Tell me how your abs gon' save you when he meets with my shank

I don’t milly rock on any block

I got opps on every block

And if i creep on man

You won’t hear a penny drop

I can’t hit the folks

Fuck around and i’ll hit your folks

Astra on a opp block, i’m tryna' get at man so im sitting low like

Dfirmer’s broski

Chatty man chat this chat wanna chat about Showkey

I’ts S with the S, you’re favourite opp, them man know me

The opps them boring they ain’t bored me they ain’t poged me

Them man some phonies

Oh shit

Them man just chat like females

Man i got links for the big sons

Man i got links for the seashells

Gal want chat bout' your man but your man get sent to the retail

Send out like letter, send out like e-mail

D-d-d-dip d-d-d-dip in mans… ay

Chat about slide on me rude boy better mind where you step

Man a' get queffed

Man a' get all of the led

Hand ting hold sweets like candy

Hand ting in the handbag cause the hand ting there mad handy

Smoke if you say you’re on me

Running from the jakes, running from the undies

It could be the gage, it could be the pumpy

Just know, you ain’t safe if you’re running from me, yeah

They say they’re on me, but when they see me

They stammer, They Stammer

I’ll take your life and give your mama wahalla

See them boy don’t want drama, no drama

Caramel, coolie and the back look whack

Plain clothes tryna get a nigga grabbed, give a little nigga space,

let a little nigga dab

Ting get splashed, soaked like ocean

Loud pack with the magnum I’m zoning

Put her on hold anytime that the phone ring

Wait… That’s the money phoning

Gotta switch lanes, I heard that I’m a target, they got shit aim

My kick game hugo Like my wrist game

And girl said my dip dip game like my dick game Fleeky

Barclays, Nations, Nattys

Yeah she got a big nyash, big batty

Because she give me sauce like maggi, I got one from pecks, I got one from catty

Got a ting from And her body like Fanta

Haha banter

Cause when she call my phone I don’t answer

Because she want my woody like, She want my ai, ai, ai

You mad