Lyrics Free Game - Beretta Biz

Powder dusting up the counter
This fish like piranha it's biting
Every drug designer like it's fashion week
On Vice Land
You let a nigga rob you
But he still walking what you frightened
Give a fuck how big
Look elephants scared of mice man
Put that strap to so many caps
Like I make dad hats
Cyber thugs typing in caps
Like I'm gon back back
See you out in person
Embarrass you get ya whip snatched
Bitch nigga last nigga
Still ain't get his shit back
Y'all niggas hoes bro I'm dripping
I let my soul glow
From Greece but she coming to america
Fasho sho
To see me Mack she already attached
Just by my photos
Only black label
We don't rock the same polo
Salute me
I'm just like when Urkel found his cool gene
Only nigga sporting hockey jerseys
But don't know the teams
Hat to match still getting capped in back
Of limousines
Hotel suites cameras everywhere
Let shoot a movie scene

Pimps up
Hoes down
Whoa now
It's going down
All bets up
Put ya chips up
Baby make me proud
Blow the dice
Let me roll em twice
Enough to buy a pound
Enhance your life
And have a broader sight
Fuck it buy the town
These hoes up
I can't knock the hustle
Shit it's going down
Glowed up
Niggas paying up to watch em sit around
And make it jiggle play a little
Grinning watching her account
Same game different players
Most y'all niggas out of bounds

This shit wild
Claim you got the sauce
But really your shit mild
Tastemakers love my sound
Even when it's watered down
Book me now
While I'm doing features for a half of pound
I'm looking out
Once my price go up
They'll call me crooked how
They post about my growth in this game
Man I just look and smile
Choppa style based off what I've done
I should be booked for trial
Cops killing niggas
I'm shooting back that's a guarantee
I'd rather be judged by 12
Than living 6 feet deep
Prada sneaks one of my old shawtys
Just copped for me
She had me blocked
Then out the blue she pulled up
To the block on me
Changing cars so the D's
Will never get the drop on me
Imported stones in my storage
Like a jewelry factory
I'm glad to be in this position
God looking after me
And actually I'm like the commissioner
This for my faculty
Promoting wisdom better decisions
For those after me
Hustle like you know tomorrow
You gon be a casualty

Pimps up
Hoes down
Whoa now
It's going down
All bets up
Put ya chips up
Baby make me proud
Blow the dice
Let me roll em twice
Enough to buy a pound
Enhance your life
And have a broader sight
Fuck it buy the town
These hoes up
I can't knock the hustle
Shit it's going down
Glowed up
Niggas paying up to watch em sit around
And make it jiggle play a little
Grinning watching her account
Same game different players
Most y'all niggas out of bounds