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oliver francis - berserk lyrics

[chorus]
where you was when we was gettin’ high?
lookin’ like renji, hit you with that bankai
champagne supernova every night (every night, lil’ b-tch)
prada on my sneakers, just somethin’ light
lil’ b-tch i’m flexin’
two door coupe, i’m pullin’ up like, ‘skrrt’
red paint, white leather, todoroki vert (i get the ‘vert b-tch)
sleep on me, i swear they on the percs (they on the percs, b-tch)
feel like guts, i’m ’bout to go berserk

[verse 1]
spark the wood
we don’t hold no swishers
hit the mall, yeah
drippin’ in raf simmons
it’s game time boy, this ain’t no scrimmage
i cut you off, yeah
like rurouni kenshin
i- i come ’round, your girl might go missin’
she left with me
lil’ boy, i’m everything you isn’t
whats your name?
i forget it
she want a rich boy, why you tripping?
lil’ boy get some paper, start pretending that they me, uh
draped in burberry mix that with the cdg
yuh, lil’ shawty give me top
back seat of the suv
took a trip to germany
they convert my currency
why you always say you flexin’ but you never in the gym?
say you sippin’ lean, boy, that sh-t some mr. pibb
flexin’ on your ig live but you was smokin’ mid
my whole life a anime and this just how i live, b-tch

[chorus]
where you was when we was gettin’ high?
lookin’ like renji, hit you with that bankai
champagne supernova every night (every night, lil’ b-tch)
prada on my sneakers, just somethin’ light
lil’ b-tch i’m flexin’ (flex, b-tch)
two door coupe, i’m pullin’ up like, ‘skrrt’
red paint, white leather, todoroki vert (i get the ‘vert, b-tch)
sleep on me, i swear they on the percs (they on the percs, b-tch)
feel like guts, i’m ’bout to go berserk

[verse 2]
i admit it, i was chippin’ for a while
i seen to many rappers tryna’ run off with the style, yeah
but now i’m back up in here goin’ wild
this my drip it’s effortless, no, i’m not even tryin’
pulled up clean on the atv with the fendi goggles all on me
brand new shoes, my money all blue
foreign fabric, christian loub
i’m shinji, b-tch, don’t bother me
my headphones on i smoke my weed
black metal paint job
ashes on my leather seat

[chorus]
where you was when we was gettin’ high?
lookin’ like renji, hit you with that bankai
champagne supernova every night (every night lil’ b-tch)
prada on my sneakers, just somethin’ light
lil’ b-tch i’m flexin’ (flex, b-tch)
two door coupe, i’m pullin’ up like, ‘skrrt’
red paint, white leather, todoroki vert (i get the ‘vert b-tch)
sleep on me, i swear they on the percs (they on the percs, b-tch)
feel like guts, i’m ’bout to go berserk

- oliver francis lyrics

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