Berna

Yo, it's Berna, yeah

Listen

Let's start from the top

Grind and stack on the low, lord knows that man a get guap

But let me not stunt

I was once broke, so broke

Didn't have P's to get sweets from a shop

Where I'm from you either move food

Bang guns or you gangbang or you break down blocks

Fuck that shit, throw me a hally

You're a barcs , yeah my main make, everything pop

I ain't no trapper

But I know a couple man that grow that green like crops

Daddy weren't around, so my big bro had to man up

Fam, go and take that spot

Strugglin' to live, mummy didn't have no job

Seven kids on child benefits

I'd think to myself like, I don't deserve this shit

Nah, I don't deserve this shit

Why couldn't I be like my rich white friends

That whipped 'round in a German whip?

Only whip I knew was when you whip up the work

White stuff, go serve that brick

Only thing I knew

Cause if man was a opp 44s gonna murk that prick

If that prick's girl is a pengers

Then I'ma go and fuck his bitch

I'll open her mouth, flick two balls on her tongue

She's gonna suck this dick

I'm a good youte but a good youte turn bad

If a man tryna take me for a prick

Fuck a flip-knife, I'll flick out my fist

Right jab, left hook, Bruce Lee with the kicks

I heard them boy there were talkin' my name

Everybody is gonna be talkin' my name en route to a milli

Yes, I am I-C to the E-Y from head to my feet

If it's beef you can have dogs at your door

Track address with your IP, ICP

You can see the bird on my jeans and the target on my Stoney

I don't trap-trap in the bando

I flip squares till they're made then I see P from AC to London AC

Charlie, go down the booth when Berna gets in the zone

Way back when I was broke and a gal didn't rate me

Now they're all on my phone

Pick up the phone, that's the money callin' me

Yeah, we grindin till the morning, G

Stack so large I could line that shit from the UK to the Colosseum

In Rome

All my **** roam the streets with loaded heats

You can get a chrome to your dome

My big bro died, vision still haunting me

R.I.P. my brother Chrome

Money through the ends and my woes

Ten toes, ten toes

I'll ride then die for my bros

When I had no P, rips on the bottom of my jeans

My **** went and bought me clothes

Life is a fuckery

You don't know me so don't judge me

'Cause, that's the shit that'll bug me

My ends like a jungle

Big apes with banana clips

You can get robbed for a monkey

So please don't say that you're on me

'Cause my **** bust shots like Henry

Ain't no time to waste, you man like to play

But this ain't a game like Jumanji

'Cause I grind hard and I won't stop till my stack grows

Swipe cards then I bank squares till I'm bankrolled

Anyway, I go, gang go

And if all flop, plan B is the bando

I don't shot crow but I smoke crow till my eyes roll

Try me, that's unlikely, ICEY that's the time piece under my sleeve

Gucci, on my tee and on my feet

Yo, B one stack bands, cash in the backpack

You can get slapped if you act bad

Smokin' this reefer, blow O's like it's shisha

Man, I love all my ziggy backstrapped

If you clap first we'll clap back

Send a couple shots to your snap back

B1, I'm a fraudster I don't trap-trap

And when I see them I want revenge

Click-clack bang the skeng

Medieval, take their head

Told the Feds they can take me pen

Still screamin', "Fuck the Feds"

Pussy ****, motherfuck your ends

Don't rep for no fuckin' ends

You'll already fuckin' know that I ride for my fuckin' woes

Fuck your Redrum, Krept , my dog will redrum your bro

Then send a four door to your fucking home

I ain't even on beef with my mum, I'll raise the heat

I'm the guy that they can't defeat

My legacy will walk this earth till I beef with my fuckin' feet

And yeah, it's that fuckin' deep

When you big bros died from a gang crime

Turned a good boy to a fuckin' creep

I talk but it's like they don't hear me speak

It's B1, get rich, stack dough, don't fuck a bitch

Can't consolidate with no snitch

Focus on money, no time for a honey

'Cause mummy told me them are all witch

Ain't got time for a set-up chick

All these haters are irrelevant

Had to start my career on a BL@CKBOX

Where my big bro Chrome came and ended it

R.I.P. fucking Chrome