Bartbourne - Martini
Yea
Ice & martini pour it up yea
Hol on , Hol on
Ice & martini pour it up yea
We gonna hit it
Getting money I’ll be there inna minute
Everything you done did I done already did it
Bitch she got kids yea, bitch is you kidding
Placing my order yea my shit gon stay pending
I done already made ya
I’m at the top yea, chillin wit Deja
She a lil desperate she call me onna pager
Need a 5 star bitch like Jenna Ortega
Her nigga broke he ain’t got no paper
You a dime piece I wouldn’t replace ya
You a dime piece we can fly to Jamaica
I don’t ask her for shit, I don’t ask her for favors
★ Verse 1 ★
Walk-in lick & touchdown I’m walking wit hunnid bands
Yeah
Business mogul I’m stuck wit a hunnid plans (yeah)
Hollywood onna gram but she ain’t got a single fan (yeah)
Shut the fuck up nigga bitch nigga whatchu sayin
Shut that shit up yea, you built like Dirty Dan
Nigga you broke you got them dirty pants
I’m onna way to fly to Japan
Walk in that bitch then go beat up her mans
Stuck on some dumb shit
Fuck out my face I can’t fuck wit a dumb bitch
That hoe she mad, she wanna argue for nothin
Call up her brother then I’m like wassup then (yeah)
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Bartbourne - 6 Flow
{verse 1: che} Yeah, we just smoking on opps, put that ass in a vape Yo bitch, she standing on top with that ass in my face He tryna run from them bullets, can't run from
Bartbourne - Outta Here
{Intro} Sippin potion we had to get em outta here She atrocious she look like a fucking deer Fuck 21 we don’t want no hoes in here If you ain’t
Bartbourne - Aphrodite
Yea , yuh I been balling since I was 12 I’m that nigga I don’t need no help Not a empath don’t care how you felt She too bad hit her with a belt
Bartbourne - 60mgs (lucki, LUVR BOI
Ayy, 60mgs and I'm feelin' just like myself Baby, what's best for me? G-Lock next, I'm a lover boy fighting off death Baby, what's best for me? Tinted up
Bartbourne - Heater
{Intro} They still sleeping they got different time zones They be getting they bars off of rhyme zone He think he tough we can get yo mind gone
Bartbourne - End
Mujin we got it in yea Watch yo back they try to end ya It didn’t work we got different plays yea Open up i’m tryna understand ya She a thot she got different mans yea Never
Bartbourne - Remember
Remember them days I use to never talk like this Remember them days I use to never walk like this Remember them days I use to never have to fight like this Yea , yea , yea Hey
Bartbourne - Wyd
Whatchu doing shawty , I am that nigga scoring goals Whatchu doing shawty , all my t’s we posted double o’s Whatchu doing shawty, put that shit down we don’t fuck with those Whatchu
Bartbourne - Fedora
Aye, yea Yea Soft like fedora, I’m on a search like my name is Dora I’m car yea I put on pandora Get rid of that bitch, yea I can fuck wit mora They screaming my name
Bartbourne - Lock
I had to lock em up I had to lock em up Tell ‘em he gon fucked up That nigga a bitch he a punk yea He a dumbass he a junk yea Throwing dots Andrew luck yea Fuck that hoe
