Bezerk (feat. A$AP Ferg)

(Hit-Boy)

Couple riders with them llamas

If you pick a bone with me

Put my bitch up on designer

Got Balenci' on the feet

My momma say a couple prayers

Keep them demons off me

'Cause I know I'm out here blessed

I got so many reasons on me

Yeah, **** done tried and **** done died

Too many believers 'round me

Yeah, I know my enemies meetin' up

Double teamin' on me

Now you know nobody tried to ever got pieces off me

Fuckin' these hoes till they be dyin'

Don't catch a seizure on me

See, Ferg used to move the product in the old school

Thumbin' through paper from last year but it's not old news

My psycho bitch, she got me shoppin' up in Whole Foods

Fuckin' these cougars like a young **** s'posed to

I got your bitch up on the mattress while I'm flyin' OT

I'm sick and tired of all the yappin' lil' ****, I'm your OG

My diamonds shinnin' like the ball that drop on new years eve

And she count down to the D, she be like, "5-4-3"

Now drop down, you a freak

Bend it over, touch your feet

Shake that booty, I know it's little but unique (So unique)

Back that thing up on my **** from the D

Oh that's me? Okay

Back out the hearse

They trapped out the church

**** say my name? Okay, they ask for the worst

Me and A$AP Ferg preaching back to back on the verse

Hit-Boy on the beat so bitch, you gotta go berserk

Kill 'em off one by one, Final Destination

Fuck that medication, I'm sippin' Cold 'n' Flu Echinacea

You done fucked up, I stayed up, sleep deprivation

They on a search ****, know your worth ****

Tell the DJ, bring it back, reimburse ****

Hamdu Allah, my finance advisors been through hell

Oh well, pssh, we on fire

Brung her back home more times than McGwire, higher

Trap Lord packed out the risers

**** in this bread, your pocket on carb diets

I just start up a riot, they're all the highest

Then make them hoes leave right before they cook the omelettes

Drop down (Whoa)

You a freak (Whoa)

Bend it over (Yeah)

Touch your feet (Touch your feet)

Shake that booty, I know it's little but unique (So unique)

Back that thing up on my **** from the D

(Oh that's me?)

Drop down (Down)

You a freak (Whoa)

Bend it over (Whoa)

Touch your feet (Touch your feet)

Shake that booty, I know it's little but unique (So unique)

Then throw it back on my **** from NYC

(Oh that's me?) Yeah

Yeah, yeah

(Me and A$AP Ferg preaching back to back on the verse)

(Hit-Boy on the beat so bitch, you gotta go berserk)