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berner - sit down lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah
big bern, dímelo
¿que lo que allí?
oh yeah this is a bay record to pittsburgh
out to california, papi
como ascendido
mike, what up?
in a speedboat, ¿tú entiendes?

[verse 1: berner]
i seen six black trucks on camera, they can’t stand us
we the ones with the work, all my guns got bananas
i’m a legend in atlanta, bring that purp price back
bern ran sh-t, fell off, and bounce right back
yeah, thirty went quick, i need to re-cop now
i got a stash spot poppin’ just a few blocks down
bay sh-t with the pittsburgh sound
we got miami in the building, this a vibe when the mob sit down
i’m still active, i ain’t give up yet
i just want more checks, walk in and let the rolex flex
i’m a bay boy, baby, keep the u-haul full
took a trip to jamaica, just me and my mule
i smoke good in every city i’m in
two bottles of gin
two pounds in a room at the wynn
i’m throwin’ dice in the city of sin, i can’t lose
when i step in the room, another bad b-tch choose

[chorus]
all i need is a light
and i’ma get the vibe right
me and the bag all night (all night)
we talk money when we sit down (money, money)
we talk money when we sit down (money, money)
we talk money when we sit down (money, money)
she just wanna get a flight, hit the plug for the price
we talk money when we sit down

[verse 2: chevy woods]
the neighbors keep callin’ the cops, they can’t stand us
white tees, we on the block with bandanas
got n-gg-s dying over these blocks that they roam
go find out the hard way, this is not like home
steering wheel, he got peeled and his whole brains blown
i’m from a place where you know you gotta keep that chrome
look, it’s crazy ’round my way, you know we come from the bottom
so when he told me it was business, i told bern i got him
got a bad white b-tch in the kitchen, she making pesto
doing it from scratch, i spend it and make it back
get a couple dollars, they don’t know how to act
this just boss sh-t, got thirty hollows in this long clip
i’m with my dawgs so it’s mob sh-t
you know we all in
she miss a n-gg-, she keep callin’
i know they hate to see me ballin’
she let me hit it in the morning
you think you know me, you don’t know sh-t

[verse 3: majix]
up on her, i’m good with the finger roll
good with the give and go
b-tches smell the money
yeah, i smash, and they come and go
i’m plugged up, no auxiliary
blanco in the trap
heavy artillery, codename hillary
talkin’ perico, load on the speedboat
pounds in the kilo, chop game with el chivo
blowin’, smokin’, chokin’
shop beach, top down, ocean
don’t accept apologies
‘less it come with a blue face, n-gg-s two face
got your girl going two ways
you can’t save her, it’s too late
look at they face, you can tell that they jealous
all these blue face, cop some margielas
move with the goodfellas, yeah, all of ’em felons
ain’t sh-t you can tell us, got kush in the mailers

- berner lyrics

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