BERETTA lyrics

[Intro]
BNYX

[Verse 1: 454]
Dance to the beat
I'm running this b*tch with a cleat
My bro keep the stock on the knee
Super lowkey, you know that it's super lowkey, we keep to hide from police
They don't see a thing 'cause it's going discreet
Quick with the tricks, spot a crime in the streets
I'm from the westside, but I stayed on the east
First lil' half I was raidin' the streets
So much pain it's crazy to me but it ain't no way they labeling me
And I'm gone all day like a sailor would be
Back home four days, need a trailer for sleep
In the city hallway, but my head in the beats
On tour, big stages, Chicago a beast, it's truly unique
Check out the pockets, the pen on the clean
I switch the shirt, it depend on the jeans
Shoot me a thirty, a forty inch seam
Chemistry strong and we tight like the team
Reminisce 'bout [looking out?] like a [team?]
Work rich like I'm rockin' cuisine
In the kitchen, you know that it's clean
Got a dish and we flippin' CELINE
Every day we step so clean (Don't get it)
[Chorus: 454]
Beretta, Beretta, Beretta
The high-rise, it got a new level
Beretta, Beretta, Beretta
You know that you not on my level
Beretta, Beretta, Beretta
Lil' baby come f*ck with what's better
Beretta, Beretta, Beretta
We been had the gas on the pedal

[Verse 2: Pig The Gemini]
I make this fly sh*t look easy
Posted with no IG, Beezy
Late night it was just me and my demons
Scheming, tryna make money for the weekend
Was 13 and 14 when I pieces
No Reese's, toting my Glocks
I lost my pops and jumped in the deep end
I be up early can't afford to sleep in
She wanna double back, I'm not into that
I ain't no running back, girl I send a sack
I took a loss and I went to go get it back
I f*ck the low ones and real, I got rid of that
Yeah, I got rid of that, (Ooh)
Me wasn't feeling that
She like it better over here with us, said "This where it realer at"
[Bridge: 454]
What's between you and I?
You know that it's certified
You know I can't tell a lie
I can always spot a plot
Let them bullets fly, them bullets fly, let them bullets fly
Let them bullets fly, them bullets fly, let them bullets fly

[Chorus: 454]
Beretta, Beretta, Beretta
The high-rise, it got a new level
Beretta, Beretta, Beretta
You know that you not on my level
Beretta, Beretta, Beretta
Lil' baby come f*ck with what's better
Beretta, Beretta, Beretta
We been had the gas on the pedal