$lumlord - BERETTA Lyrics

(Yeah man
Play me some of that chronic shit)
Bi,Bi,Bi,Bi-Bi-Bi
Bitch don't make me up the stick
You know I got that f*ckin Beretta
Always gotta hit a lick
You know I chase that muhf*ckin cheddar
Bitch you know I'm f*ckin slick
I'll slide in a f*ckin Jetta
Bitch I'll shoot you with the blick
Like I had a f*ckin vendetta
Bitch I'll up the gun so quick
Up and fire at the fiesta
Bitch I know yo chick so thick
I'll just have to save her for later
Bet you think you move so slick
Everything you do I do better
Lookin at you just makes me sick
Bitch I am the alpha omega
Beretta in the holster
Ready when I f*ckin roll up
Steel on my side
Keep it tight
Never fold up
Silent like a shadow
Every step is getting colder
Beretta on the beat
Make the whole world hold up
I'm ridin' through the city
My windows tinted low-key
Got the Beretta tucked
Ain't nobody gonna f*ckin see
It's more than just a tool
It's a piece of my soul
When the pressure's on me
I stay calm and in control
Flashin' lights in the rearview
Sirens gettin' close
Pedal to the medal
Gotta ghost on the po
I keep my eyes open
See the snakes in the grass
But with the stick on me
I'ma never let 'em pass
No second-guessing
Every f*ckin move is calculated
If you try to test me
F*ck boy
You're gettin educated
Cutting corners quick
Alleyways, I'm duckin' fast
Knowin' every f*ckin move
Could be the one that's my last
When you see me walkin
Know I'm on my f*ckin grind
Beretta by my side
But I leave the war behind
I'm movin' with a purpose
Never actin' reckless
Guns in my life
But I'm always countin' blessings