Ayy Berner & Mozzy (Ft. Logic & YG)

[Intro: Berner]
It's about four in the morning
Got a trunk full of bags, yeah
We just ridin' 'round dirty, tryna get the bag
You already know what time it is
YG, what up?
Big Bern, Mozzy, talk to 'em, yeah

[Verse 1: Mozzy]
Twenty pack in the trunk of the low
Kids trip tryna fuck with them hoes
On the corner, sellin' nothin but dope
Love life, we were strugglin' though
Sentimental, when it counted a fold
You ain't ever gave me nothin' to hold
Freight trailer, finna fuck up the road
Quarter milli, you ain't done it before
Big Cuban link, huggin' it though
Bernie nigga been a hunnid for sure
Every debit card a hunnid or more
Made a hunnid K in front of the stove
Count up the money and go
Another play for like thirty or sum'n
Chain worth like a birdie or sum'n
Cali nigga, where they murder for nothin'
Yeah, they still on the turf with them youngins (Yeah)
We pull up swerving the bucket (Yeah)
If they get behind us and tuck it (Yeah)
If she 'bout some hoein' and runnin' (Yeah)
That nigga hate for nothin'
I came up from nothin', remember them days?
Hey, kill all that rappin', I'm not with the fuckery
You can get hit with this K
Crack open that pack
This that shit you can only get from the Bay
Y-Car, twenty bricks in L.A
How you paid but ain't been to L.A.?
Stitch livin', I'ma keep it that way
I ain't phased with a yuke in my face
Yellow tapes should've seen how they did it
Forty shells, really eat up your face