Lyrics Daily Duppy - Berna

Yeah I'm a bandit
Came up broke never had shit
Now da mattress got stacks in elastics
I put the p in plastics
Brick phone doing tantrums
Big bro packs doing backflips
And that kid right there he has been
And that chick be a witch with the way that the girl do hand tricks
Fuckin' up checks
No manners
Whole squad digital dashers
Fuck with my gwop
I turn savage
Pull up with sabres like maverick
My young bull will cause damage
Look at the outcome it's tragic
One in his head back callas him
Grab it n crash him
Glitter margielas on ma feet
No I ain't faking this landing
Uh
Broke days, had no cake
Had the all white reeboks with no lace
Now I'm grindin all day till my bones ache
N the olders told us from a young age
If he ain't from your estate let your
Tech sprayMe n them we can never be mates
These roads you can never be safe
Bad bitch got bunda but she can never be bae
I'll prolly nut in her face
Then tell her I'm late
So I gotta skate
Ok
I took one chick to the show
Surround her with stars
Now she think that she in a wraith
Valentino
Just to boost my ego
From the fucking jungle
In this bathin ape
I do this shit just like everyday
We gonna get in every way
Said that I couldn't do it but I did it anyway
Roll up zegay n watch how I levitate
Brodie still moving weight
And she said she love me
But she don't wanna tell you
But she gon' confess in the car like she young ma
Leave that for another day
I'm fucked in another way
But damn that's a nice chain
Pull up like who's on volts
Fuck dat put shoes on throats
Hang him up like hoodies n coats
Someone call the teacher
I'm tryna bully mans bro
Bro said do it just like Matt hardy
Twist mans fate if I put him on ropes
I was just tryna do it like i'm Cardi
And have 3 migos pull up on smoke
Smoke
Tryna eat well like a vegan, Uh
Coming like a tap drip leaking, Uh
Christian louboutin feet bleeding uh
Me n mumsy had to wait for the bus
Now we in the spaceship speeding uh
Uh
Some man switched sides on the guys that's treason
But I'll cut em off that's no stress
Don't holla at me we ain't blessed
Bro in the bando send texts
And my bro in the block he's got techs
Tryna aim at chest n not legs
Berna's fly no jet
No stress
She gon' use both hands
Ambidex
Cus I came with ma darg
We ain't pets
Like a squirrel leave a nut on her breast
I got a chick
She keep my stack at her crib
And I guarantee she ain't touch shit
She get annoyed when I don't give her dick
But I don't understand her cuh she got a lisp
I grab on her bundles whenever we rumble
Don't get pissed off if I mess up her wig
All of this frrrrrrrr on me
Canadian goose man I call that shit views from the six
Yeah, I'm drizzy
Fuck up a check
Then I fuck up the city
I'm rolling wit SHH
He came with a blikky
He finna spray it if they moving silly
Business n business n we getting busy
All of my trappers still servin them kitties
They doing numbers ain't do no tickys
Don't get high off your own supply
I seen some real brudda turn into nitties
I might just mix up some Fanta with cherry b
I saw my life change when I was 17
I had the labels n dj's all belling me
I want a milli won't do it for 70
Back in the day man these bitches weren't feeling us
Thank you for all the dreams you were selling me
I got some drip then I said what you telling me
Now they all love me cuh they see a better me
Course they love it
Try hit my darg with an AM
Course he buss it
That nigga try do man dirty
Of course I ain't gon brush it
N the stack in box look stable
Can't look n you sure can't touch it
Touch it