I say, this shit sound berserk This shit sound berserk, nigga I say, this shit sound berserk I say, this shit sound berserk
I say I make so many dollars, I ain't gotta have no sense Niggas think they seen a ghost cause I'm back out here on the 6 Chopper right here on my side, I think it stand about 5'6 It's just me, Nutso, and Forch, they pulled up on me with 5 sticks We don't ride in no fishbowl cause everything gotta have tint Cause per person there's a pole and we be smoking out the zip 3 years old, your momma's salary, I dropped it on my wrist I'm extravagant unlike you, I spent 3 bands on all my kicks Open tops just like a zit,.40 got a lot of kick Out in California, Vegas, I take the tops off all my whips Niggas sharing hotel rooms, ain't got no guap to get a crib Your bitch just saw me in the club, she was drooling, get her a beer Like a weave, these clips extend Hollows break your fuckin' rib You wore that shirt so many times, it's out of whack, it's lookin' thin Baby mommas hate my guts, but yeah I still take care of my kids They disrespect me on the net, I split her boyfriend's fuckin' wig You can smell me, I'm the shit Out of a jail, I'm kind of thick A nigga working with the police, he look just like Porky Pig There's a couple hoes who pussy I'll never ever lick But name a bitch who ever seen me with that dick and let me hit Baby, I'm just saying Breezo, bitch I got them bands He ain't really got no money, girl, that nigga was just playing Need some flavor cause you bland, burner on me, give a tan Release Hoodo, he move grams I'm dressed up, real spic and span
Bitch, I go berserk Bitch, I go berserk I say, this shit sound berserk I say, this shit sound berserk
I got 3 plugs that's out in Cali, and you still be smoking dirt I'm too rich to kill a nigga, so my homie put in work I'm with 90, he a trapper, he just pulled up with the work If y'all wanna act like bitches, we'll come pull up your skirt This shit sound berserk, AR flip a fuckin' vert Gas the whip up just to skrrt Vision blurred, I'm off a perc Got more money than your father, when you see me call me sir Got my hands all on your bitch, I'm 'bout to make that pussy purr Baby girl, come here For this dick, you must prepare She in love, look at her stare Gripping ass and pulling hair Off these pills, this shit not fair My head back, I'm in the air I'd eat pussy through the hair Chew that thing up just like "grrr" I am just a dog, no I do not care at all She made me go grab some condoms, but I still slid in it raw Brush my back up with your crawls Like Lil Lonzo, I just ball Smoking thoink in foreign cars Killing tracks, this shit is law I be with the shits, your girlfriend be on my dick Niggas hate me like I'm Chris, I don't know that you exist Diamonds on my neck and fist, make these mothafuckers sick And I make so many dollars, I ain't gotta have no sense
This shit go berserk I say, this shit sound berserk I say, this shit sound berserk I say, Breezo go berserk (Breezo go berserk, bitch I'm back out here)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
