joezart - berserk lyrics
i been paper chasing, road racing, to get to my destination
cause i know that they been waitin for the great to take his place. and i can’t waste no time
cause that money have me so impatient, motivated, so elated
fell in love wit older faces
(new b-tches just replace em, i can never ever chase em. money is my ultimatum. joezart man i know they hate him.)
pull up to the strip wit some b-tch who really used to play him. never had a job but my videos they gone replay em
on the block, dirty socks just to hit some early drops
got some niggas sellin rock or in the cell watching the clock
you want some smoke you need to stop cause you don’t want these shells to drop
police don’t want no beef cause in these streets we make the 30 pop
boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom we run in ya house and shoot up ya room
my niggas is savage we really some goons
yo niggas they pop in the air like balloons
i’m smoking that dope to get her in the mood
kicking her out if she start acting prude
her friend coming over to f-ck with the dozier but i can’t expose her cause she still a move
i’m smoking that dope and she drinking the goose. i’m shooting my shit ain’t got nothing to lose
she know how i’m coming don’t turn up for nothing. i give her that d-ck and it feel like a shoe
if b-tches come over they come by the 2s
i’m balling like jordan but rocking the blue
she know when i’m f-cking i never be bussing
don’t do this for nuttin i do this for you
i drip in that pussy like water no fiji. t
he b-tches be f-cking for money luigi
i chill in the shade while hitting my plays i’m pouring ciroc all up in a martini
my b-tches be bad and boujee and dingy. my b-tch got a booty that’s looking like pinky’s
i’m kicking her out if she start acting clingy
i’m blocking her so when she call it ain’t ringing
i’m throwing this money and making it rain
i hopped in a porsche to go get me a range
you tuition b-tch i just spent on a chain
so b-tch you could never talk down on my name
i’m fly like a bird, i’m balling like irv, i’m whipping(2x) not hittin the curb
i come the land where these niggas do dirt. i f-ck on that b-tch and bro go in her purse
i’m in the kitchen nigga, who wana get served. you try to remix it but i did it first. i’m spitting that crack every time on a verse. the nigga that live the one shooting up first. so tell me nigga why you talking them words. my niggas is savage we come get you first. i come from the land where the bullets is birds. my niggas so crazy we might go berserk
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