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Berner - Wassup Lyrics




[ Featuring Wiz Khalifa, Chevy Woods ]

Boss talk, you don't touch gwop
Made it this far, ain't taking no loss
Let a couple rounds off, now your homie can't walk
Soft in the walls, downtown in my loft
6 chains on, I'm the wrong one to rob
Got 9's in his glove, hoolios on his job
Tap in when you come to the city
My goons get money, and my girls look pretty
I had 30 when I turned 13
They don't really sell bags, they don't work like me
I'm still in the game, and I'm turnt off lean
I'm good with the stove, I ain't burnt no cream
All I hear is talkin', ain't no guns poppin'
It's lonely at the top, ain't no one poppin'
Another 8 mill, more money, more problems
More snow bunnies, I'mma need me more condoms
Hit the nightclub, I'm about the big bottle
Drip drip on a bitch while I blow this jalato
Keep a fully auto, crib out in Capo
Blow big cash, like I just hit the lotto
Big man shit, right out in Collarato
Right out to vegas with the clones in the bottom
Big Bern, baby girl I'm a dope boy
And I kill for my brother like Doe Boy

I pull up on your bitch, you niggas should know me
What's up?
If you got it or with it, you niggas should know me
What's up?
If you know me, you know that I keep it on me
What's up?
Brought them things out the country, you show me the money
What's up?
What's up?

Ride through your hood in my car, like what's up?
What's up with y'all niggas, man?
She need a jeep, give her the keys, bring her up
Bring that girl upstairs
I'm with the clique that I clame, I swear I don't trust
I don't know y'all niggas man, straight up
Don't care bout what I'm gon' spend, I know
Fit in a pound of KK, it ain't enough
These niggas can't get in my way, I'm callin' they bluff
If shorty can't roll up a J, I teach her to stuff
I make a couple cheques a day, it ain't a question
They fall in love, in love
0's is what my bank full of
I'm throwin' money just because
You know the gang, you know it's a must

I pull up on your bitch, you niggas should know me
What's up?
If you got it or with it, you niggas should know me
What's up?
If you know me, you know that I keep it on me
What's up?
Brought them things out the country, you show me the money
What's up?
What's up?
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Boss talk, you don't touch gwop
Made it this far, ain't taking no loss
Let a couple rounds off, now your homie can't walk
Soft in the walls, downtown in my loft
6 chains on, I'm the wrong one to rob
Got 9's in his glove, hoolios on his job
Tap in when you come to the city
My goons get money, and my girls look pretty
I had 30 when I turned 13
They don't really sell bags, they don't work like me
I'm still in the game, and I'm turnt off lean
I'm good with the stove, I ain't burnt no cream
All I hear is talkin', ain't no guns poppin'
It's lonely at the top, ain't no one poppin'
Another 8 mill, more money, more problems
More snow bunnies, I'mma need me more condoms
Hit the nightclub, I'm about the big bottle
Drip drip on a bitch while I blow this jalato
Keep a fully auto, crib out in Capo
Blow big cash, like I just hit the lotto
Big man shit, right out in Collarato
Right out to vegas with the clones in the bottom
Big Bern, baby girl I'm a dope boy
And I kill for my brother like Doe Boy

I pull up on your bitch, you niggas should know me
What's up?
If you got it or with it, you niggas should know me
What's up?
If you know me, you know that I keep it on me
What's up?
Brought them things out the country, you show me the money
What's up?
What's up?

Ride through your hood in my car, like what's up?
What's up with y'all niggas, man?
She need a jeep, give her the keys, bring her up
Bring that girl upstairs
I'm with the clique that I clame, I swear I don't trust
I don't know y'all niggas man, straight up
Don't care bout what I'm gon' spend, I know
Fit in a pound of KK, it ain't enough
These niggas can't get in my way, I'm callin' they bluff
If shorty can't roll up a J, I teach her to stuff
I make a couple cheques a day, it ain't a question
They fall in love, in love
0's is what my bank full of
I'm throwin' money just because
You know the gang, you know it's a must

I pull up on your bitch, you niggas should know me
What's up?
If you got it or with it, you niggas should know me
What's up?
If you know me, you know that I keep it on me
What's up?
Brought them things out the country, you show me the money
What's up?
What's up?
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Writer: Gilbert Milam Jr., UNKNOWN COMPOSER, GILBERT ANTHONY JR MILAM
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