Gerber Lyrics

Chop stick wit a Russian clip kick like Bruce Lee

New opp pack you can get smoked like a Loose Leaf

I ain't trippin' bout shit, I don't lose sleep, I be countin' all this guap while you count

sheep

Get my girl new Chanel, just to match the purse, crash a whip, cop a whip on the same day

You know my task force, mobbing, we got the same rank, hit every chase, cash out, we finna

break the bank

Poured a six in a two liter, couldn't taste the Drank why he tryna act tough but he don't

got a name

I been in the game so long, you droppin' weak tapes, last single you put out was a weed

plate

Step in the party with all blues, I'm finna make it rain

Done seen a lot of shit, you can't feel my pain, man that chain, ain't hittin', get

another chain

Don't want no perk 10 they don't hit the same

I'm in the city, finna hoop like a Pistons game

Rollin' in the booth, I'm high as hell, I just miss the play

He only tough on the net, take his keys away

What you know about poppin' straps till your shoulder hurtin'

Get a roster full of all dimes, make em go to work

You ain't clockin' in on time, you better hit the curb

Get a bag and make it move for you, if your pockets hurt

Bad bitch, ootin shit doggy popped a perk

And you know I got a cup, this a lot of syrup

If my brother say you fed, then we not gon' serve you

My dawg, he a boss, he's not no worker

It's all pros over here, we is not no Gerbers

So what's the ticket on the beans, I need the whole thing

Might cop a chicken for the low and let them birds sing

You get no love in the game unless you makin' waves

Hit the booth, punch me in I got some

Shit to say

Might crash out and lose it all I ain't make shit today

Just tryna make another verse so they can press play

Put yo ass in checkmate you can't check me

I'll burn this bitch down and catch Heat

Long as you know that I'm wit it and don't test me

You Can't eat off my plate, let the vets eat

Black Tips 556 it's what the vest eat

Black tint on every whip, and they can't catch me

I'm tryna ride my own wave like a jet ski

Still got scores on the ice like I'm Gretzky

Can make a fiend say, damn, dog, he blessed

Yo, shit glad bag TRASH, you don't impress me