Ty Barz - Champagne Freestyle lyrics

Mr. Apollo, dat n***a everybody wanna follow They say Barz, you the best, I just be like I know I know this, you noticed that these other rappers bogus Keep that Magic for the Birds, getcha jaw done (Jordan) like Hocus Pocus Like hold this, holster like you suppose ta Face on a wanted poster for all you posers Im in that Rover, paint job like Mocha And the kid burn bread, no toaster Barz, no locksmith I should be locked with the Locness Im a monster, best synopsis Toxic when I spit, hotter than the tropics The topics top pick, top it or Ty picks I let my tape rock till my tape pop Put in so much work, defeat a boss then (Boston) leave him Red Sox That's just a nice n***a trait, when your raised in the hood & getting out is your fate My hormones rose from hearing these hores moan When I put it in I hear that “Gimmie more” groan Purple Heart ready for that “Hit the door” tone Cuz all is fair, in Ty's Love & War Zone I'm sick, call the doctor, tell em my temperature hotter Went to flight school, tell n***as Im a scholar My main girl a ten, ya b**h head couldn't top her Said she like girls, but even Penny couln't cop her (Copper) First,Scond,Third,4-5th for options All these squares mad at son (Madison) better pray to God then (Garden) Flavor in her ear can cause some concoctions Hoes address Barz, that's what they got in COMmon n***as is mad I get more bu*t, than ashtrays (No I didn't steal the line,I was praising Biggie) Bring the hoes, to where a n***a cash stay Burn bread, f** Ashley where the ash lay Act Meek with the Millz till I hear what the cast (Ca**) say I got mileage for a Minaj With campus cheerleaders cheerleaders from a college collage Challenge the Gods while I ride in the Dodge And they pile in the lodge for a valid ma**age You don't but in work, so what you know about a boss? Time is money, that's why my watch got a cost See my bezels, then they ask is it real (Israel) They ain't see this many j**els (Jews) in a trap since the Holocaust These b**hes piling, I love them, I'm lying I blame the black bezels, I'm racial profiling They love the rough riding, they said it's exciting Three hoes, want me to shape up. Im trying One from Spain, she thick & she bajo She said a n***a guapo, I told her I know Poured more Moscato, she told me “Te amo" Give grupo amor, so I call my SWOL Vatos Deli full of delinquents in a sequence Seeking whatever they could sink they teeth in The way they pa** the fire (Pacifier) you would think that they was teething Both eyes open cuz looks are deceiving The seed in, the flower of life's wife is destiny But our only destiny, is escaping deputies Cuz our lives in jeopardy & they'll take it pleasantly The government stares (stairs) they just waiting to step to me Im a thug till the gov come & off me Or my enemies start to k** & exhaust me Step inside 40/40 strapped with a 40 And a couple of real n***as saying that they riding for me You n***as sweeter than, Mike & Ikes My, mic & Nijes might strike the night Strike a knight with spikes & pipes And my lil n***as riding like all they bikes from tike There's only 2 things I fear when I go into battle God & my shadow, a**hole (S/O to Joe Buddens) Higher than an astro, Im an animal, where the la**o? When I draw guns, they call me hood Pica**o n***a get smoked like tobacco These bullets to ya chest from an Average Joe, just like Flacco They said I fell off, but Im back tho It's funny how yall only in it, for deals (Fidels) like Castro