Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ayy, artist - Berner. Album song Slimey Individualz, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.02.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bern One, EMPIRE, Mozzy
Song language: English
Ayy |
It’s about four in the morning |
Got a trunk full of bags, yeah |
We just ridin' 'round dirty, tryna get the bag |
You already know what time it is |
YG, what up? |
Big Bern, Mozzy, talk to 'em, yeah |
Twenty pack in the trunk of the low |
Kids trip tryna fuck with them hoes |
On the corner, sellin' nothin but dope |
Love life, we were strugglin' though |
Sentimental, when it counted a fold |
You ain’t ever gave me nothin' to hold |
Freight trailer, finna fuck up the road |
Quarter milli, you ain’t done it before |
Big Cuban link, huggin' it though |
Bernie nigga been a hunnid for sure |
Every debit card a hunnid or more |
Made a hunnid K in front of the stove |
Count up the money and go |
Another play for like thirty or sum’n |
Chain worth like a birdie or sum’n |
Cali nigga, where they murder for nothin' |
Yeah, they still on the turf with them youngins (Yeah) |
We pull up swerving the bucket (Yeah) |
If they get behind us and tuck it (Yeah) |
If she 'bout some hoein' and runnin' (Yeah) |
That nigga hate for nothin' |
I came up from nothin', remember them days? |
Hey, kill all that rappin', I’m not with the fuckery |
You can get hit with this K |
Crack open that pack |
This that shit you can only get from the Bay |
Y-Car, twenty bricks in L. A |
How you paid but ain’t been to L.A. |
Stitch livin', I’ma keep it that way |
I ain’t phased with a yuke in my face |
Yellow tapes should’ve seen how they did it |
Forty shells, really eat up your face |
Run up the play (Play) |
But know we don’t play (Play) |
Make 'em say, «Uh-uh» |
Make 'em say, «Ayy'» (Ayy) |
Niggas know I’m on-call (On-call) |
Give the homie a K (A K) |
Told 'em make 'em say, «Uh-uh» |
Make 'em say, «Ayy» (Ayy) |
Niggas love to hate |
Rolls Royce two-tone, black and grey (Black and grey) |
Make 'em say, «Uh-uh» |
Make 'em say, «Ayy» (Ayy) |
When you elevate, they gon' start to separate (Separate) |
Make 'em say, «Uh-uh» |
Make 'em say, «Ayy» |
They love me still (I'm still outside) |
The money come and fuck a hunnid mill (Fuck a hunnid mill) |
I wanna build and playin' with my chicken shit, I wanna kill (Blah) |
Fresh frozen work |
We let the honey spill |
And baby know the drill, she say she hate the way the rubber feel (I'm sorry, |
mama) |
I’m underground |
The sound of the crowd, it give me chills (It give me chills) |
And really real, I used to rob and steal before the vacuum seal (Before the |
vac-) |
Twenty grand inside the candle, yeah export |
I’m shaking K9, all through the airport (Sheesh) |
Flood Atlanta, hit London with a Box (With a box) |
They hit my OT knock, I’m just glad he didn’t talk (He stayed quiet) |
We move different |
Mozzy with me, got the tool with 'em |
Hot shells, blood spillin' out your new denim (Tonight) |
I’m 'posed to be low-key, with all these jewels drippin' |
(With all these jewels drippin') |
My crib mainey, huh? |
We got a few screws missin' (Yeah, we lost) |
I’m on a mission, it keep pullin' me back |
Yeah, I’m married to the game |
And fell in love with the trap |
Run up the play (Play) |
But know we don’t play (Play) |
Make 'em say, «Uh-uh» |
Make 'em say, «Ayy'» (Ayy) |
Niggas know I’m on-call (On-call) |
Give the homie a K (A K) |
Told 'em make 'em say, «Uh-uh» |
Make 'em say, «Ayy» (Ayy) |
Niggas love to hate |
Rolls Royce two-tone, black and grey (Black and grey) |
Make 'em say, «Uh-uh» |
Make 'em say, «Ayy» (Ayy) |
When you elevate, they gon' start to separate (Separate) |
Make 'em say, «Uh-uh» (Yeah, yeah) |
Make 'em say, «Ayy» (Yeah) |
Bobby Boy chillin', whippin' that exotic |
I got her sippin' on that tonic, we smokin' that chronic |
They know I’m iconic, it’s kind of ironic |
I’m runnin' this, gunnin' this |
We havin' fun in this bitch |
Livin' my life, motherfuck that I’m rich |
Now they know the name, but just Logic |
I keep it G, 'cause I’m a good person |
Givin' my everything, up in these verses |
Smokin' that Goldilocks, when it disperses |
Stoney Bob feelin' it, Berner be killin' it |
We feelin' crazy, we feelin' brazy, we feelin' breezy |
Run up in it, get up in it and make it look easy |
I’m gonna drop a shoe bigger than the Yeezy |
'Cause I fill in my own shoes |
Ain’t nothin' that I won’t do |
(Italian leather) |
Run up the play (Play) |
But know we don’t play (Play) |
Make 'em say, «Uh-uh» |
Make 'em say, «Ayy'» (Ayy) |
Niggas know I’m on-call (On-call) |
Give the homie a K (A K) |
Told 'em make 'em say, «Uh-uh» |
Make 'em say, «Ayy» (Ayy) |
Niggas love to hate |
Rolls Royce two-tone, black and grey (Black and grey) |
Make 'em say, «Uh-uh» |
Make 'em say, «Ayy» (Ayy) |
When you elevate, they gon' start to separate (Separate) |
Make 'em say, «Uh-uh» |
Make 'em say, «Ayy» |