Bazerrk - 600Breezy

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)