[Hook: Cassody + (J.R. Writer)]

Oh, you know I keep the A.R. on deck

Come through the block, we got the soft and the heart on deck

We got the piff, we got cigars, and alcohol on deck

The hustler and J.R got them bars on deck

(You got the bars on deck), I got the bars on deck!

Punch lines, similes and metaphors on deck

Drop Phantoms with the suicide doors on deck

Ain't nothing stopping like I always got them bars on deck!

That ice grill could get you shot with the K

A round will spin your body around

Now you're facing the opposite way

This lil lady that I'm popping today

Gonna let my other lil bitch eat her twat while she moppin away!

She blow the whistle like officials when they're stopping a play

The stick is a snicker go lick a bar of chocolate today

Yup I'mma beat the pussy up then put my cock in the A

SS anal sex, is the topic today!

Cass never had, anal sex, the opposite way

But its like you gotta be gay to getit popping today

You gotta get dick in your ass to sell a copy today

That's why I went to cop from poppy today

Narcotic cops in the way!

You pitchin rock cops will lock you away

But I'm Gucci, I need some Luci in my pocket today

So I'm setting up shop again, cooking up the rock again

Chop it then bag it up addin up what im profiting

I'm in the spot clocking in, all night locking in

Till I got the dough to go see poppy and cop again

I'm getting guap wips with the missing top I'm popping in

I pull something official out

Beamer with the niples out

You don't own your home, your landlord can kick you out

If you want your grizzle pour some motherfuckin jizzle out

I pull the pistol out, four dot nickle out

Just a let some steam off, blow your head clean off!

I mean, you need to take them skinny ass jeans off

Im bout to call some sluts to come suck the whole team off

And she cum for some money, she give stupid head

She gets super head to run for our money

I'll be trapping for monday to monday I never get to sleep

I'm trying to get it cheap, to make sure my kids get to eat

If its beef, cass gone get some street niggas with a mask on

And knock on your door like "TrickorTreat"

They get they blast on, soon as the knob turn

Shoot your face, and make your mustache touch your sideburns

Ill, I'm still messing with that...

That white girl youe tryna cop I got it on deck

Chorus:

You know I keep a foreign car on deck

Brought the ice, punch the cause the stars all set!

It's the life, keep your wife, a bunch of broads on deck

JR and the hustler, pause on deck

You got them bars on deck, I got them bars on deck

..it's the sound off next

We ain't hit the... keep our bars on deck

A rider and a hustler is all on deck

Deck, deck, check!

I made it ready, my paper heavy

Crazy fatty, you will think I'm about the main spaghetti

Huh, these niggas damn when I...

... a cheese on his hair like he Katy Perry

Check me! It's been a while for this fifty...

I line ‘em up, tell them clown niggas single fell

And now of these niggas could evr fuck with me

Fuck with me I'm something these niggas wanna become to be

Suck for free, overall man I'm overall I'm over ya'll

Shit I don't even know the floor

Heavy blink, yeah I know the bull

Put your raise on everything since you know it all

Poll the call get sprint if you think I'm plan

If you real then you real fucks you really sayin

I'm sayin come to beef tomorrow is a hill

Ya'll I'm past that off to me you got a career

Niggas act like I won't turn it to the old jay

For my old days get back to my old ways

Case closed when them foes blazed

Play cold you'll be singing like you cold play

Another cold case you'll be a condo miss

My fucking cold D doing twelve behind the shit

Free my nigga carti and for a murder bus

Me know just came home we about to turn it up

Is teen thunder you ain't' hurt of us

Well you ain't got to nigga, we ain't concerned with smokes

We ain't concerned with such

Who you're supplying wing

I pall plich on the street get your spider race

Time to waste I just school my jet and I do my step

How your dudes gonna flex

Fuck a soldier bitch I got the hope the tune on that

Number 40 is but you know them goons on deck

Whole clue on that, fuck the crew y'all rat

Super size to casket plenty room on that

Bigger chrome, bigger home, plenty rooms on that

We cover the cine home nigga who want next, ha

Chorus:

You know I keep it foreign car on that

Lot of ice, bunch of lights cause the stars on set

Is the life, keep your wife bunch of broads on deck

JR and the hustler, pause on deck

You know I keep the AR on dead

Come through the plot we got the soft in that hard on dead

We got the piff, we got cigars and alcohol on dead

The hustler and JR got the bars on deck

Chorus:

Oh, you know I keep the air on deck

Come hit the black, we got the soft and the heart on deck

We got the piff, we got cigars, and alcohol on deck

The hustler and JR got the bars on deck

You got the bars on deck? I got the bars on deck!

Punch lines, similes and metaphors on deck

The hustler and JR got the bars on deck