Bazerrk lyrics

[Chorus]
I say, this sh*t sound berserk
This sh*t sound berserk, n*gga
I say, this sh*t sound berserk
I say, this sh*t sound berserk

I say I make so many dollars, I ain't gotta have no sense
n*ggas think they seen a ghost cause I'm back out here on the 6
Chopper right here on my side, I think it stand about 5'6
It's just me, Nutso, and Forch, they pulled up on me with 5 sticks
We don't ride in no fishbowl cause everything gotta have tint
Cause per person there's a pole and we be smoking out the zip
3 years old, your momma's salary, I dropped it on my wrist
I'm extravagant unlike you, I spent 3 bands on all my kicks
Open tops just like a zit, .40 got a lot of kick
Out in California, Vegas, I take the tops off all my whips
n*ggas sharing hotel rooms, ain't got no guap to get a crib
Your b*tch just saw me in the club, she was drooling, get her a beer
Like a weave, these clips extend
Hollows break your f*ckin' rib
You wore that shirt so many times, it's out of whack, it's lookin' thin
Baby mommas hate my guts, but yeah I still take care of my kids
They disrespect me on the net, I split her boyfriend's f*ckin' wig
You can smell me, I'm the sh*t
Out of a jail, I'm kind of thick
A n*gga working with the police, he look just like Porky Pig
There's a couple hoes who pus*y I'll never ever lick
But name a b*tch who ever seen me with that di*k and let me hit
Baby, I'm just saying
Breezo, b*tch I got them bands
He ain't really got no money, girl, that n*gga was just playing
Need some flavor cause you bland, burner on me, give a tan
Release Hoodo, he move grams
I'm dressed up, real spic and span
[Chorus]
b*tch, I go berserk
b*tch, I go berserk
I say, this sh*t sound berserk
I say, this sh*t sound berserk

[Verse 2]
I got 3 plugs that's out in Cali, and you still be smoking dirt
I'm too rich to kill a n*gga, so my homie put in work
I'm with 90, he a trapper, he just pulled up with the work
If y'all wanna act like b*tches, we'll come pull up your skirt
This sh*t sound berserk, AR flip a f*ckin' vert
Gas the whip up just to skrrt
Vision blurred, I'm off a perc
Got more money than your father, when you see me call me sir
Got my hands all on your b*tch, I'm 'bout to make that pus*y purr
Baby girl, come here
For this di*k, you must prepare
She in love, look at her stare
Gripping ass and pulling hair
Off these pills, this sh*t not fair
My head back, I'm in the air
I'd eat pus*y through the hair
Chew that thing up just like "grrr"
I am just a dog, no I do not care at all
She made me go grab some condoms, but I still slid in it raw
Brush my back up with your crawls
Like Lil Lonzo, I just ball
Smoking thoink in foreign cars
Killing tracks, this sh*t is law
I be with the sh*ts, your girlfriend be on my di*k
n*ggas hate me like I'm Chris, I don't know that you exist
Diamonds on my neck and fist, make these mothaf*ckers sick
And I make so many dollars, I ain't gotta have no sense
[Chorus]
This sh*t go berserk
I say, this sh*t sound berserk
I say, this sh*t sound berserk
I say, Breezo go berserk
(Breezo go berserk, b*tch I'm back out here)