101Barz Freestyle Songtext
von Aitch

It′s like they think I got a chip on my shoulder
Bare Minajes, loads of Cardi B's, let Insta control ya
Post a pic and say "It′s lit", oh how you live for exposure
I was younger all I wanted was a crib and a whip
Now I'm looking at bringing home a BRIT with my chick
Fresh suit in the bitch, looking slicker than Rick
Some young bosses at the table wanna sit on my click (yeah)

I set the scene, my record clean, I'm in the Premier League
Forget the sheet then let me speak now wanna get a piece
Just let me breathe, give me some peace, I need to bless the beat
I′ve been peppering for weeks I barely get to sleep
But man, it stepping to the beat she best be stepping neat
Too much tekkers every week, I just refreshed the heat
Jealousy, a sense of enviousness when we meet
But that′s alright, it's certain you ain′t affecting me (yeah)


Never been a snake, do it with my eyes closed, I never been awake
Feeling like a zombie, smoking lemons to the face
Broski belling me, telling me "They're not ready for you, Aitch
Never been a prick, I always say it how it is
I′d rather buy myself a crib than go buy myself a brick
Got some donnies that are ridin', always sliding in the whip
And some donnies that just chill an′ drink ciders in the clique

Straight out o' Manny, I'm in Moston or the heath
If I be fucking up the music, bossy got me in the streets
Got this pretty one telling me I′m cocky when I speak
Like she doesn′t know she's gonna get the cocky when we meet (uh)
Stop it gossiping, no one′s bothered, you're bothering
Honestly brudda nothing you telling me sounding promising
Studio, the bando, I′m whipping it and I'm locking it
Cooking up a banger, release it, and they coppin′ it (ooh)

Yeah, she back it up nice
Don't pretend you're prestige, you′ve been active all night
Fuck her in ice, get the balance all right
Girl, you had a full bottle and still acting all shy
Listen, check you′ve got your twist, I'm a gent
Pull up with some gifts like it′s Christmas again
Always call me reckless, say I'm sick in the ′ead
But I swear there ain't any other chick in my bed


So stop the accusation baby, I ain′t tryna do you wrong
I just wanna fuck you with the music on
Yeah, I could treat you to some Louboutins
But you know you're really lucky if I use my tongue (yeah)
Just give the time and the place
I know you ain't shy, why you hidin′ your face?
Whisper in my ear, yeah, you like what I say
Slide in and slide out, I ain′t sliding away

But I'm
Sick of people saying they the goat
Said he waviest on road but you ain′t sailin' on my boat
This ain′t who can get it faster, this is who can make the most
So I ain't giving you a penny, I suggest you take a note
You ain′t got it how I get it but I bet you wouldn't know
Concentrating on your bitch? Go put your focus on your dough
Used to question if I bust now man are using me to blow
How I done it, that's for you to find out and me to know

Check it, big-drip, you look like every other fucker
Just look at how Balenciaga runner done ya
Sheep is the only title I can put you under
Listen, I don′t give a fuck, you better run for cover
Think I care about your bullets or your younger brudda?
Some self snitches, man, your bitches must be undercover
You ain′t bad, that's case closed, I got to pull the shutter
I ain′t bad, I won't stab you, but I′ll uppercut ya