Lyrics Berner – Cream

Berner:
Yeah
Yeah
And they that I’m a mean roll

I just wanna let the cream go
Now they’re sayin’ I’m a mean roll
I just wanna let the cream go
I just wanna let teh cream go
Now they’re sayin’ I’m a mean roll

I showed ’em how to rock
Turn soft to a rock
I pulled up in a drop
Two-thousand in my sock
Gold watch, stones all around my clock
Paranoid, feds keep comin’ all around my spots
I told her I’m a pop, baby girl, I’m a star
Two more drinks, I’m a need another bar
Three more freaks, I’m a need another car
We slide in free, yeah, they know who we are
All in the club, highsidin’ on these hoes
Hit me when you land, I’m a find ’em for the low
I always get love when I fly from my shows
I’m a find some new girls everytime I’m on the road
I love sellin’ dope, ain’t no way I’m a change
Pull up in the race screamin’ money ain’t a thang
Rich girls love me, broke girls — they complain
I’m the man where I’m from, baby girl, I’m just sayin’

I just wanna let the cream go

I just wanna sell coke
I just wanna smell soap
Put wings on the pack, let the envelope float
Got a crib on the water, all I need is a boat
Plenty weed, twenty-three, I’m a king of the score
I just wanna sell blow, quick money is the best
These slugs’ll leave bullet holes all in your vest
I told ’em I’m a vet, for my city I’m a rep
More gold on my arms, treat my bitch like a pet
I’m all through the Bay, highsidin’ on lanes
Gold sheet bites on, VVS chains
Drive drunk, I’m in all three lanes
Money, weed, girls, three thangs, blow rings
Trust me, they listenin’, these dudes know things
All on my phone talkin’ ’bout cocaine
We burn hot phones, I don’t save no lames
Feel the gun in your throat just like the coke drain
Bern

I just wanna let the cream go
Now they’re sayin’ I’m a mean roll
I just wanna let the cream go
I just wanna let teh cream go
Now they’re sayin’ I’m a mean roll