SosMula - BERZERK-O Lyrics

Lyrics BERZERK-O - SosMula



I eat pieces of shits like you for breakfast
Bro, pieces of shits for breakfast?
Caucasian female, but her spouse Spanish
Before we breaking in, we cutting off the house cameras
Bitch I'm running in yo ass, watch yo house vanish
I put this gun up in yo mouth, bitch I'm outlandish
Sleezy why you wanna murk me?
Sleezy please don't hurt me? Sleezy chill
Shut the fuck up bitch, I'm on a perky
Where yo husband at? I seen 'em thru the blindfolds
Where yo brother at? I seen 'em that when time froze
Where my 100 rackz? Give it back you boutta die hoe
They starting bussing back, I don't lack, I let my nine blow
Let my Russian clap, shot his back and his spine broke
Grab my 100 back, I'm feeling back up in my time zone
I can't double back I thru my strap I love my Nine-Chrome
They ain't coming back all them watch in that pine hole
Teeth on Pepsi black no not that these not no Rhinestones
Made 500 rackz selling crack off my iPhone
Home invasions murder one, bones breaking dirty gun
No neighbors dirty fun, hoes naked dirty nun
Go racing money run, for flavors honeybun
Soul taker honey hun, Chrome, lasers, Tommy gun
Dead friends not the phony bro guess he outta line
Best friends got his homie smoked for dollar signs
Triple six seen the holy ghost I'm outta time
Bitch I sold my soul, I signed it on the dotted line
Look my wrist is cold froze, perfect diamonds lotta shine
You can see the Fofo lining by the Prada sign
Just another bro, bro dying on a homicide
Took my own soul, Kamikaze, bitch I'm traumatized
Home invasions murder one, bones breaking dirty gun
No neighbors dirty fun, hoes naked dirty nun
Go racing money run, for flavors honeybun
Soul taker honey hun, Chrome, lasers, Tommy gun



Writer(s): Vinicius Sosa, David Pointer, Juan Pablo Gallo, Thomas Secrist, Justin James Carelli


SosMula - SLEEZ RELIGION
Album SLEEZ RELIGION
date of release
13-09-2024




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