[Intro: Lil Berete]
This Dnny Phntm, uh
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Lil Berete]
Yeah, took a drank and it put me to sleep (Sleep)
Got off my ass it done took me a week (Week)
Niggas ain't riding for me, rocking with bitches they thought I was sweet (Sweet)
I keep it hundred if you ridin' with me (Me)
Right in the stomach, I can't let it breath (Nah)
Those are my dawgs, not from a leash (Woah), watch in the streets, yeah, yeah (Watch in the streets)
Mask on, gloves on, we got big guns
But Mama, Papa is back again home tonight
We gon', pop out (Pop up), out the corner in the parking lot (Doo-doo)
Shorty gon' run when he hears these shots
I'ma young lil' nigga, you should hear them shots (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Lil Berete]
Used to sell rock, now I rock
Pulled up in the spot, got a brand new thot
God, we land up
Just used to sell ounces but now I got money for brand new truck
Some niggas tryna come back to the block 'cause they didn't deal with the consequences
But why should I stay in the hood if I got jeans for flying good
V's dance, they dougie (Yeah)
Got big bands, all knarly (Oh yeah)
In the trap, I only count profit (Oh yeah)
Came from the streets, I done call it the projects
Ain't gotta run up a check, gotta head it up (Head it up)
Bitches, they count up the cash, I'ma add it up (Add it up)
Went on a mission and filled my stamina (Stamina)
I lost some niggas, I lit up some candles, woah (Candles, candles)
This Dnny Phntm, uh
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Lil Berete]
Yeah, took a drank and it put me to sleep (Sleep)
Got off my ass it done took me a week (Week)
Niggas ain't riding for me, rocking with bitches they thought I was sweet (Sweet)
I keep it hundred if you ridin' with me (Me)
Right in the stomach, I can't let it breath (Nah)
Those are my dawgs, not from a leash (Woah), watch in the streets, yeah, yeah (Watch in the streets)
Mask on, gloves on, we got big guns
But Mama, Papa is back again home tonight
We gon', pop out (Pop up), out the corner in the parking lot (Doo-doo)
Shorty gon' run when he hears these shots
I'ma young lil' nigga, you should hear them shots (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Lil Berete]
Used to sell rock, now I rock
Pulled up in the spot, got a brand new thot
God, we land up
Just used to sell ounces but now I got money for brand new truck
Some niggas tryna come back to the block 'cause they didn't deal with the consequences
But why should I stay in the hood if I got jeans for flying good
V's dance, they dougie (Yeah)
Got big bands, all knarly (Oh yeah)
In the trap, I only count profit (Oh yeah)
Came from the streets, I done call it the projects
Ain't gotta run up a check, gotta head it up (Head it up)
Bitches, they count up the cash, I'ma add it up (Add it up)
Went on a mission and filled my stamina (Stamina)
I lost some niggas, I lit up some candles, woah (Candles, candles)
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