Gone Berner

[Verse 1: Berner]
I've been movin' ice cream
Since I was sixteen
Thirty toes down now in Vegas all with me
Plus I make a bitch cream
Put it on the big screen
I'm probably with the Mob
Yeah, I gotta keep my kicks clean
I'm in here with the snub nose
Shoot-outs make the club close
I used to cook the rocks
Now, I let the buds grow
I got it all from drugs though
I'm high from the gun smoke
My living room table, it look like a gun show
We import and export, everytime I head North
I got my money tucked, all stashed in the dashboard
In the state that I'm livin', but really this is hell
Another nightmare, lord keep me outta jail
My neck all froze, cars, clothes
Twenty K from a show, made the twenty out of hard
Guess it's funny how it go
How much money can I blow
When it's sunny make it snow
White girls on the pole, swingin' round, break it down
Everytime I hit L.A. your favorite rapper want a pound
Two rolled, just floatin' through the city
Fresh picked, good kick, and my fingers all sticky
Now I'm gone