Bezerk Big Sean (Ft. A$AP Ferg & Hit-Boy)

[Intro: A$AP Ferg & Big Sean]
Yeah, yeah (Hit-Boy)
Woah, yeah, yeah
Sean, what up nigga? (Sean, what up nigga?)
Yeah (Yeah) Yeah, yeah
Lil' bitch

[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg & Big Sean]
Couple riders with them llamas if you pick a bone wit’ me
Put my bitch up on designer, got Balenci' on her feet
My Mama say a couple prayers, keep them demons off me
'Cause I know I’m out here blessed, got so many reasons on me
Yeah, niggas done tried and niggas done died, too many believers around me
Yeah, I know my enemies meeting up, double-teaming on me
Now you know nobody tried that ever got pieces off me
Fucking these hoes 'til they be dying, don't catch a seizure on me
See, Ferg used to move the product in the old school (Yeah)
Thumbing through paper from last year but it's not old news (Right)
My psycho bitch, she got me shopping up at Whole Foods
Fucking these cougars like a young nigga s'posed to
I got your bitch up on the mattress while I'm flying OT (Woo!)
I'm sick and tired of all the yapping, little nigga I'm your OG (Woo!)
My diamonds shining like the ball that drop on New Year’s Eve (Come on!)
And she countdown to the D, she be like "5-4-3"

[Chorus: A$AP Ferg & Big Sean]
Now drop down, you a freak (Milly rock)
Bend it over, touch your feet (Yeah!)
Shake that booty, I know it’s little but unique (So unique)
Back that thing up on my nigga from the D (Woah, oh, that's me?)