Can't Run out of Bars - Chip

I know you man just might run out of bars

Chip can't run out of bars

I get lean, I get waved, get burse

Pull up, I tun up the dance

I know you man just might run out of bars

Chip can't run out of bars

I get lean, I get waved, get burse

Pull up, I tun up the dance

Yeah, can't fuck with the vibe that the mandem's bringing

Treat the weekday like a weekend, that's winning

I don't bred nobody cuh I know my vision

So if you don't wanna hear me, you ain't gotta listen

I keep getting stabbed in my back, but I'm still swagging on tracks

Dem man bounced off me but I preed it and bounced right back

And when I say I can't run out of bars, everybody gets gassed

Cuh when I say I can't run out of bars, they all know it's all facts like

I know you man just might run out of bars

Chip can't run out of bars

I get lean, I get waved, get burse

Pull up, I tun up the dance

I know you man just might run out of bars

Chip can't run out of bars

I get lean, I get waved, get burse

Pull up, I tun up the dance

Said I won't run out, I weren't lying

Wheel-up bar of the year without trying

Tottenham in me, yeah, I'm riot

Eat MCs alive, diet

And choong girls love flexing round me

That makes bare man vexed around me

Made the UK super lively

Can't be dead, no, it's dead without me

Turntable days, put in hours

Turning tables, now I've got powers

Pick man apart in minutes

Shooting up load in hours

You see me, I do the damage

I had to get a little savage

Out of control, can't be managed

Whenever I'm dropping, they panic

I'll pick an MC and upset one

You know, live right there on a set ones

I'm not on one, I'm on a next one

Anyone dissing, wheel-ups, can't get one

So tun up the sound

Who turned their back on me? Turn back around

Too tun up, I can't turn down

Want a spliff and a drink right now like

I know you man just might run out of bars

Chip can't run out of bars

I get lean, I get waved, get burse

Pull up, I tun up the dance

I know you man just might run out of bars

Chip can't run out of bars

I get lean, I get waved, get burse

Pull up, I tun up the dance

Yo, I am the grime scene saviour, Eskimo raver

Man's still around all ten years later

North London geezer, Loughton Town creeper

Work, and the hard times get easier

These soundboys ain't got no flavour

Give them pepper, indie or major

Tell a man that wants to rain on me

That lightning can strike back six months later

Going on colder, wiser and older

Laughing after who thought I was over

Strap talk, ‘llow that, pen up revolvers

I put the Chip back on everyone's shoulder

Don't like sober, I am a stoner

Watered down? What? Man already crossed over

Feature verse tearer, North Face wearer

Cash Motto, it's a brand new era

I know you man just might run out of bars

Chip can't run out of bars

I get lean, I get waved, get burse

Pull up, I tun up the dance

I know you man just might run out of bars

Chip can't run out of bars

I get lean, I get waved, get burse

Pull up, I tun up the dance