Testo Singin' - Berner
Testo della canzone Singin' (Berner), tratta dall'album Rico
I don't understand how motherfuckers tellin' on themself online
Showin' off everything they do, the way they move, that's just
We keep our mouths closed, we don't talk much
Yeah, fuckin' with the wrong cats, they get you caught up
We keep our mouths closed, we don't talk much
Why they tellin' on themself? I think they lost touch
We keep our mouths closed, we don't talk much
Yeah, fuckin' with the wrong cats, they get you caught up
We keep our mouths closed, we don't talk much
Why they tellin' on themself? I think they lost touch
Why they online singin', violatin' street code?
Got the whole crew worried 'bout a RICO
I'm countin' money where the Mets play
Get it there next day, pull a hundred mil' off a rec play
I was pacin' anxious 'til the check came
Had to get the rent paid, I'm gone if the Feds raid
My phone been tapped for probably 'bout a decade
Still you wanna talk and think that you gon' walk
They sayin' I got soft just 'cause I've been lowkey
Shit, I've been rich the last ten years off of OG and purp'
We really put in work
And when I lost my first truckload, it really hurt
They tryna fuck the game up, we don't grow the same cuts
When the streets dry up, then they try to blame us
It ain't been the same ever since I got famous
If you end up in that courtroom, please don't name us
We keep our mouths closed, we don't talk much
Yeah, fuckin' with the wrong cats, they get you caught up
We keep our mouths closed, we don't talk much
Why they tellin' on themself? I think they lost touch
We keep our mouths closed, we don't talk much
Yeah, fuckin' with the wrong cats, they get you caught up
We keep our mouths closed, we don't talk much
Why they tellin' on themself? I think they lost touch
Why you online flexin', bags in different cities?
Knowin' damn well we got hit in Mississippi
Knowin' damn well that the whole clique hot
Look, I still get down, this shit can't stop
But there's etiquette, you gotta move a certain way
You can't show the whole world every time you make a play
You can't tell the whole world every time you get paid
Unless you wanna be stuck sittin' in a cage
That's the way I see most these dudes ridin' in a small room
Waitin' on the mail, they can't get a call through to nobody
Now you feel stuck on your own
Wishin' you ain't take them pictures with your phone
Wonderin' who's chillin' with your wife and kids in your home
You're caught up, the way that we were brought up
Be careful with your product
And if you end up in that courtroom, then it's not us
Say the wrong thing and you get shot up
We keep our mouths closed, we don't talk much
Yeah, fuckin' with the wrong cats, they get you caught up
We keep our mouths closed, we don't talk much
Why they tellin' on themself? I think they lost touch
We keep our mouths closed, we don't talk much
Yeah, fuckin' with the wrong cats, they get you caught up
We keep our mouths closed, we don't talk much
Why they tellin' on themself? I think they lost touch
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Writer(s): Cosmo Hickox, Gilbert Anthony Jr. Milam
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