Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song BERSERK, artist - 83HADES. Date of issue: 15.11.2018
Song language: English
BERSERK |
| EEIGHTYTHREE EP, fuck the waiting |
| How you go from suspect to patient? |
| He a lame jit, I don’t speak his language |
| FN got 'em hit, now he layin' |
| Heard it, like the fuck is he sayin' |
| Man, that bitch fall in love 'cause I’m Satan |
| Got him- on that tree, how you hangin'? |
| Dismember his body, no hangman |
| Aye, you better watch where you aim at |
| 'Cause you can end up on the pavement |
| I’m baggin' 'em drugs, boy, I’m waitin' |
| I’m way in your sister, I’m way in |
| Came in the trap, yea, I got a lot of cannabis |
| Talk down on RVR3, then I’m eliminating |
| Hands up, get down, this a home invasion |
| And I’m off green, 'lil bitch, you know I’m elevated |
| Come and get the beam, 'lil boy, you gon' get devastated |
| Shawty give me neck right now, 'cause I’m sick of waitin' |
| Came in the trap, bitch, you know that I run it |
| Big 83, bitch, I came in her stomach |
| I pull out the Glizzy, you see them boys runnin' |
| I’m up in the studio countin' up hunnids |
| If you fucks claimin' G you gon' end up with nothin' |
| The voices in my head, they all told me to gun it |
| Triple six, faggot, he’ll never be something |
| Walk in this bitch like a band how we drummin' |
| Shawty goin' with it, goin' blizzard, uh |
| Run in your house with that burner, huh |
| Fuck with these toys you get, huh |
| Run in your trap with that burner, huh |
| That pussy sweet, just like sherbert, huh |
| Shawty, yeah, I’m off methane |
| Pull up, we kill them, we left them |
| I hit it up with the |
| Rollin' big blunts, but you know that I face it |
| Aim to the bitch, I hit him with the 'K clips |
| I’m so sorry officer, it just started spraying |
| Someone better save him, someone better state him |
| Fuck all that shit, you get pounded |
| I got them drugs so I don’t got no feelings |
| Talk on me wrong grab yo cap and I peel it |
| I been had a check so its fuck all the dealies |
| I dilly I dally throw bands in yo city |
| They talk like they doubt it I pop out foreally |
| Like what’s that shit worth on my back |
| Bout 3 billies |
| I get it off tracks throw a rack on yo biddie |
| She pop it for stacks put my sack on her kitty |
| Niggas ain’t on the same shit that I’m on |
| They gone fold under pressure and switch for a hoe |
| So I get what I get out that boy Im ghost |
| Do the same to they hoe Fuck her once and I’m gone |
| Niggas want deals don’t move shit for the low |
| Niggas gon' squeal, get 'em peeled for an O |
| I got some niggas who down for my gang |
| Who will run in yo spot in my name with the chrome |
| Aye, the fuck is you talkin' 'bout |
| Uh, yuh, who the fuck’s talkin' now |
| Uh, yuh, who the fuck talkin' back |
| Nigga, go clack-clack, nigga that’s a ratatat |
| Aye, shots in yo chest |
| Uh, wait, straight thru yo vest |
| Hollow tips know that they stuffed in the tec |
| You know that they poppin', I’m leavin' you wet |
| Like, FOW |
| Pussy ass nigga |
| Leave a nigga wet like, wet like (Repeated) |