Bars Wes Smith's Booty Juice Remix

This is bars, part two And I run the Track like a horseshoe And I run the track Like a horse do Now let me show you What these bars do Two Ks and I ball Like a toupee And I'm fresh just like some Toothpaste Aquafresh, Crest, Colgate Polo but no Ralph Lauren You sleep on me so keep snoring I'm Falcon Fly and I be soaring Tan bitch And she be foreign Every bar get a metaphor Shocking flow, it's electrical You half of me Symmetrical Doctor this blunt but it's medical Kill 'em all with sixty hard bars Spin fire, Call me Charizard Play my cards, king hearts And I pop a nigga just like a tart Mark Polo, two Ks And I kick push, Vuittons Take Flight, new J's Red card, no fuck a blue Jay Bad bitch with blue eyes Blonde hair, She so thick She know this She fucks with A nigga 'cause of the flow, shit Yes, this is what I do, man, I am Music Two Ks Excuse me But uh, I think I gotta come back in One more time It's the Mark Polo, the beat killer He back Once again Two Glock nine millimeters, Identical twin Lyrics are intangible That means I Cannot be touched Stage flyer than a hot balloon That mean you can't reach us Flyer than a Sorcerer The king, the king, the king of wizard Flow cold like a blizzard Spitting ice'll make you Shiver Mark Polo bang him in the head with The twin Glocks It's sick pop Nigga hit the Ground, he blow his stick up 3D got the Chopper YNG, he got the popper Just got a New pistol and I named that bitch Delotta Bring It back, I'm in my zone Flyer than a Fucking drone All you niggas pussy Go home and Check your chromosomes Change your Playtex, Your tampon, your maxi pad Helicopter fly, I need a helipad Counting hella cash And the Next bar is gon' go like this Burn the Beat, I laugh at Chris Something like a sword Fight for one because I be the shit Haha, two Ks Excuse me But um, I think I gotta come back in One more time