letra de da pattern - berna
[intro]
end’s hot, gotta move low-key
police, i see
jason julian, that’s my guy
cc, but the kicks ain’t deets
this cash ain’t clean, like what do you mean?
it’s berna
r-lo, bring it back
[chorus]
end’s hot, gotta move low-key
police, i see
new mop for the block with sweets
just lean and squeeze
cc, but the kicks ain’t deets
this cash ain’t clean, like what do you mean?
how can she be my queen if that one run in the streets?
i still put on grub on the streets
in love wit the ps, got love in the streets
bro still clutchin’ his heat
opps, we’re lettin’ it beat
i’il pattern the re and pattern a b
cah i got the pattern you see
and she don’t think ac’s cool
but gang stay cool just like acs
[verse 1]
smoke green like b.o.b
now i’m moonwalkin’ like d-d-g
one girl, two friends, that’s a three-on-three
gotta ask for the d-o-b
i’m the new school g-o-a-t
still make the ting beat like j-o-a-t
i dunno why they envy me
looks like jealousy from my p-o-v
how much do you wanna b-e-t
if i spin this track, they’ll reload me?
snoop, this ain’t no d-o-g
california for the p-o-t
bro spoke to the plug
i’m fussed thinkin’ if the pack gets seised
border control tryna take man’s dough
if they take one toke, they’ll be thankin’ me
[chorus]
end’s hot, gotta move low-key
police, i see
new mop for the block with sweets
just lean and squeeze
cc, but the kicks ain’t deets
this cash ain’t clean, like what do you mean?
how can she be my queen if that one run in the streets?
i still put on grub on the streets
in love wit the ps, got love in the streets
bro still clutchin’ his heat
opps, we’re lettin’ it beat
i’il pattern the re and pattern a b
cah i got the pattern you see
and she don’t think ac’s cool
but gang stay cool just like acs
[verse 2]
yo, look, can’t even count all the risks man take
for the cake, it’s bait
sayin’ the right thing can save man’s life
talkin’ a lot can get man shaved
j1’s busy, got dark and light
there’s cats on the phone all night and day
line beats like a 808
if we get caught, say no names
f-ckin’ up cheques man’s makin’ it rain
i’m not like them boys that spend it on thots
thots, prolly go spend it on wigs
i rather tell bro, “go buy you a box”
if i give that bread to the young g’s
they’ll prolly go cop ’em a dotts
slide and sweep on blocks
lurk and creep on opps (boaw, boaw)
[chorus]
end’s hot, gotta move low-key
police, i see
new mop for the block with sweets
just lean and squeeze
cc, but the kicks ain’t deets
this cash ain’t clean, like what do you mean?
how can she be my queen if that one run in the streets?
i still put on grub on the streets
in love wit the ps, got love in the streets
bro still clutchin’ his heat
opps, we’re lettin’ it beat
i’il pattern the re and pattern a b
cah i got the pattern you see
and she don’t think ac’s cool
but gang stay cool just like acs
[outro]
end’s hot, gotta move low-key
police, i see
cc, but the kicks ain’t deets
this cash ain’t clean, like what do you mean?
it’s berna
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