Got a new b#tch, she a maid and she call me ”Master”
I’ma go run up these bands, pockets getting fatter
b#tch, I’m on the dark web, lookin’ like a f#ckin’ hacker
But it do not matter, gettin’ gwap, I gettin’ it faster
That b#tch wanna link, this ain’t Zelda, I’ma have to save her
Never mind, she broke, b#tch, I’m out, I’m like, “See you later”
Now she call me trash, I’m like, “Wow, you a f#ckin’ hater”
Now she wanna f#ck ’cause I skate but I’m not a skater
b#tch, I’m going up, never down, like an elevator
n#gg# wanna fight, I don’t fight, tell him, “Meet your maker”
You’re speaking to God, you gon’ die, I’ma shoot yo’ #ss
I gotta get to the cash, gotta do it fast
Then I gotta run through the mall, gotta do the dash [Uh-huh
I’ma catch ’em all, takin’ dubs like my name was Ash
Shawty shake it up in the club
No, I do not fight, keep a pole ’cause I never lack
Wake up every night, 2 A.M., ’cause I need a snack
Bersa got the Glock in his hands ’cause he got my back
And we makin’ hits all the time and I’m talkin’ slaps
We dropping bodies to the floor, floor, floor
If the cops askin’ questions, I don’t know, know, know
If I hit her, gotta keep that on the low, low, low
Got to get back on the grind, get the dough, dough, dough
Throwing hundreds in the club, throw some more, more, more
You can’t jack my style, I got the flow, flow, flow
But that’s all the time I got, I gotta go, I gotta go
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Lil Bersa Lyrics – Oppai