Behind Barz lyrics

Look
Put your hands on ace it's murder
Sixteen when I hopped on BL@CKBOX
Had the whole scene screaming, "it’s Berna"
Ha, love it
I came in the game as a learner
And that year I took so many L's that I had to get rid of an L, I'm a earner
But these man are some chat sh*ts
How you talkin’ 'bout things when they don't concern ya
And they ain't on beef, might as well be vegan
Never went halves on a burger
I know guys on breeze that roll with machines and none are an IT worker
So if I trip and fall and get rushed, that's the only time that they'll ever touch Berna
Might pull up in a drop top, make gals top drop, German whips get hot boxed
And this chick she a thot so her friend won't c*ck block, put it down throats like cough drops
Two two sucks then I'm off off
T-shirt that’s Off White
And bro made a kid in Off White
This T-T raw turns cats to the Migos
Screaming out what’s the price
I don't roll with lots of guys
Man keep my circle virgin tight
Crow and couche that’s a certi night
Bro loves Louis so much he'll think he's Virgil's guy
But I just want to grind and stack til my paper touch the sky
Runnin’ out racks, I'm a flexer
They don't really know they'll be next up
Don't give a f*ck what the rest does
Probably why your chick want text us
We don't play games, don't test us
Fiend just phoned for a tester
Got my young boy doin' out mileage
Good day, sell you three and one extra
He just ran up a cheque, she saw the ice on my neck
It make the b*tches get wet
Bussin' it down
Baddy she bussin' it down, she a AP and not a Rolex
I got Gucci on my chest, snakes in my flesh
They're are no snakes in my set
Thank the lord cah I'm blessed
I do it no stress
I want nothing more, nothing less