Lyrics Berner – A Couple
Text:
Styles P:
Lighting up that shit you know?
Let’s go Bern, money time
Plant it, grow it and then bag it up
6 digits on the machine nigga
Came from a dirty ass hood but I’ma clean nigga
Had to sell dope to get soap and some extra groceries
Outta my home, on my own, niggas know it’s me
I learned life had it’s ups and downs
Had to show them fuck boys I ain’t fuck around
I took the hood like they gave it to me
I ain’t order no food but most these niggas cater for me
I ain’t speaking on money, unless you fucking save it to me
I ain’t speaking on love, unless you fucking gave it to me
Looking at a jedi, lighting on J, thinking life should be a way but I’d probably miss my red eye, but I got the next flight bookin you can bet I, Mr. get the job done right if you met I
All I ever knew was a couple flips
A couple outdoors and a couple ins
A couple pounds and a couple zips
A couple land a couple ship
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Berner:
This shit is pressure, make your lungs start hurting
My mouthpiece will make your girl start working
All 20’s in the duffle, shit is heavy
My dry room is crazy I can’t wait til it’s ready
Sour’s by the truck, naw they ain’t lock me up yet
Car full of killas, I get high when the guns click
I’m dumb rich
I’m riding dirty with a young bitch
I use to cut bricks now I flip rooms I’m hiding from task
Your favorite dope boy love me, I won’t give him my math
I only touch the whole thing, I don’t cut em in half
We get there and count the money and then we smuggle it back
I turn 5 to 100 how you bubble like that?
I can change your whole life with 100 flat
This shit crazy, looking at my bust down
I’m outta town when they touch down, preach
Styles P:
All I ever knew was a couple flips
A couple outdoors and a couple ins
A couple pounds and a couple zips
A couple land a couple ship
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Berner:
Outdoor season got your boy rich
A couple more years I’ll hit the Forbes list
I left the gang, did a couple more flips
Fuck the middle man, we don’t need to sort shit
Cut it down, freeze it all, no fake terps
2 bucks cheaper for the same work
They like Bern, what I gotta do?
Clean that money ‘fo we roll through
Styles P:
Couple outdoors and a couple ins
You can be broke, catch up get the mustard benz
I don’t lust pussy but I lust a M
I, double L, I, O N
Take a hit then I puff again I’m up again
Word to my son and my homies fuck suffering
Custom cars, custom fit, keep the custom in
Word to BIG, I get that work through customs in
All I ever knew was a couple flips
A couple outdoors and a couple ins
A couple pounds and a couple zips
A couple land a couple ship
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