Aye why she always calling
Stop calling my phone
Leave me alone
I don't wanna talk
Don't wanna talk
Dippin in wok
I don't wanna talk
Stupid ass bitch man I don't wanna talk
Bersa in this bitch I'm totin'
Like Dio my stand is golden
My pockets they fat they bloated
Bersa this Bersa misquoted
Told her throw that ass back slow motion
He's a mini he a clone I'm rolling
When I say I got hoes I'm joking
Sike bitch I got hoes I'm folding
Ugh
Sheesh
I am on fire
Yo necklace silver you look like a squire
I kill for fun I'm a killer for hire
Came to his house popped his head like a tire
Yuh
Like Atari
I told that hoe I'm not sorry
Why would I ever be sorry
I'm a narcissist In a pink 'rari
Lil Bersa - Chains Lyrics
Lil Bersa - Chains Lyrics
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Aye why she always calling
Stop calling my phone
Leave me alone
I don't wanna talk
Don't wanna talk
Dippin in wok
I don't wanna talk
Stupid ass bitch man I don't wanna talk
Bersa in this bitch I'm totin'
Like Dio my stand is golden
My pockets they fat they bloated
Bersa this Bersa misquoted
Told her throw that ass back slow motion
He's a mini he a clone I'm rolling
When I say I got hoes I'm joking
Sike bitch I got hoes I'm folding
Ugh
Sheesh
I am on fire
Yo necklace silver you look like a squire
I kill for fun I'm a killer for hire
Came to his house popped his head like a tire
Yuh
Like Atari
I told that hoe I'm not sorry
Why would I ever be sorry
I'm a narcissist In a pink 'rari
Stop calling my phone
Leave me alone
I don't wanna talk
Don't wanna talk
Dippin in wok
I don't wanna talk
Stupid ass bitch man I don't wanna talk
Bersa in this bitch I'm totin'
Like Dio my stand is golden
My pockets they fat they bloated
Bersa this Bersa misquoted
Told her throw that ass back slow motion
He's a mini he a clone I'm rolling
When I say I got hoes I'm joking
Sike bitch I got hoes I'm folding
Ugh
Sheesh
I am on fire
Yo necklace silver you look like a squire
I kill for fun I'm a killer for hire
Came to his house popped his head like a tire
Yuh
Like Atari
I told that hoe I'm not sorry
Why would I ever be sorry
I'm a narcissist In a pink 'rari
Writer: Bersa Bih
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid