Testo No Sweat - Berna
Testo della canzone No Sweat (Berna), tratta dall'album No Sweat
Seb Speeds baby
I tweak or mix this you know
It sounds cold
Yo, look
I don't do the late night texts, ask my ex
I'm just tryna double these checks
They're saying burners up next
I'm still with the guys
Still tryna peb with these zeds
If I rob one of your guys I'll say it was I
True say I done it with chest
Bro saying stick to the stu' that's fire in the booth
And I ain't even breaking no sweat
Yo, look
I ain't even taking no less
Count this stack to the nearest pence
Come to the block that's drillers and trappers
Ain't no one here that's taking your threat
Gyal give brain that'll take a man's soul
And bro got a blade that'll take a man's chest
Ever since the day that I lost bro Chrome
Swear that I feel like my life's been a mess
Swear that I feel like my life's been cursed
Thank God it could've been worse
Won't be satisfied 'til her face hit shirt
Like a girl in a rave with her mates
I'm tryna get him burst
If he touch road then a second we'll get him on the third
Put him in the earth
Just see Jakes in front
No dancing move when I make this whip reverse
Clip these first when we clip these nerds
If it's me against you I'ma get you first
Shorty said she heard that I'm cool with subs
Now she got bro tryna click this perk
Birkin bag better arch your back
Look back at the bwoy while you make it twerk
Just got word there's a scene on the hill
Tell the young boys you better get there first
I don't do the late night texts, ask my ex
I'm just tryna double these checks
They're saying burners up next
I'm still with the guys
Still tryna peb with these zeds
If I rob one of your guys I'll say it was I
True say I done it with chest
Bro saying stick to the stu' that's fire in the booth
And I ain't even breaking no sweat
I don't do the late night texts, ask my ex
I'm just tryna double these checks
They're saying burners up next
I'm still with the guys
Still tryna peb with these zeds
If I rob one of your guys I'll say it was I
True say I done it with chest
Bro saying stick to the stu' that's fire in the booth
And I ain't even breaking no sweat
Look
Pray to the Lord I'm blessed, yes
Got 'em all watching my next step
Bag this 9 in 3.5
So the dust in the bottom is excess
Shorty need a Uber XL
'Cause she coming to the spot with her best friend
They thought I would never excel
Now they wanna take pics of the entrance
Now they follow me to the exit
It's like everyone leaves when I'm leaving
I wanna leave the EU like Brexit
Go take a flight overseas I'm cheesing
Bro said it's beef anytime we catch them
I don't even know why the fuck we're beefing
But he ain't gotta give me no reason
MMLC shit I just wanna ball all season
I don't do the late night texts, ask my ex
I'm just tryna double these checks
They're saying burners up next
I'm still with the guys
Still tryna peb with these zeds
If I rob one of your guys I'll say it was I
True say I done it with chest
Bro saying stick to the stu' that's fire in the booth
And I ain't even breaking no sweat
I don't do the late night texts, ask my ex
I'm just tryna double these checks
They're saying burners up next
I'm still with the guys
Still tryna peb with these zeds
If I rob one of your guys I'll say it was I
True say I done it with chest
Bro saying stick to the stu' that's fire in the booth
And I ain't even breaking no sweat
Credits
Writer(s): Bernoulli Ganda-e-ndzea, Sebastian Osawaru Julius Obasohan
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