Ayy Lyrics - Berner

It's about four in the morning 

Got a trunk full of bags, yeah 

We just ridin' 'round dirty, tryna' get the bag 

You already know what time it is 

YG, what up? 

Big Bern, Mozzy, talk to 'em 

Yeah 

Twenty pack in the trunk of the low 

Kids trip tryna fuck with them hoes 

On the corner, sellin' nothin but dope 

Love life, we were struggling though 

Sentimental, when it counted a fold 

You ain't ever gave me nothin' to hold 

Freight trailer, finna fuck up the road 

Quarter milli, you ain't done it before 

Big Cuban link, hugging it though 

Bernie nigga been a hunnid for sure 

Every debit card a hunnid or more 

Paid a hunnid k in-front of the stove 

Count up the money and go 

Another flight, feel like 30 or 'sum 

Chain worth like a birdie or 'sum 

Cali nigga, where they murder for nothing 

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Yeah 

They still on the turf with them youngins 

(yeah) 

We pull up swerving a buggy 

(yeah) 

They think it be hot as Kentucky 

(yeah) 

If she bout some hoe and then run it 

(yeah) 

That nigga hate for nothin' 

I came up from nothin', remember them days? 

Hey kill all that rappin', I'm not with the fuckery 

You can get hit with this K 

Crack open that pack 

This that shit you can only get from the Bay 

Y-Car, twenty bricks in L.A 

How you paid but ain't been to L.A.? 

Stitch livin', I'mma keep it that way 

I ain't phrase with a yuke in my face 

Yellow tapes should've seen how they did it 

Forty shells, really eat up your face 

Photos 

Run up the play 

But no we don't play 

Make 'em say, "Uh-uh" 

Make 'em say, "Ayy'" 

Niggas know I'm on-call 

Give the homie a K (My K) 

Told 'em make 'em say, "Uh-uh" 

Told 'em make em say, "Ayy" 

Niggas love to hate 

Rolls Royce two-tone, black and grey 

Make 'em say, "Uh-uh" 

Make 'em say, "Ayy" 

When you elevate 

They gon' start to separate 

Make 'em say, "Uh" 

Make 'em say, "Ayy" 

They love me still 

The money come and fuck a hunnid mill 

I wanna build and playin' with my chicken shit, 

I wanna kill 

Fresh frozen work 

We let the honey spill 

My baby know the drill, 

She say she hate the way the rubber feel 

I'm underground 

The sound of the crowd, it give me chills 

And really real 

I used to rob and steal before the vacuum seal 

Twenty grand inside the candle, yeah export 

I'm shaking K9, all through the airport 

Flood Atlanta, hit London with a Box 

With my O.T knock, I'm just glad he didn't toss her 

We move different 

Mozzy with me got the two with em 

Hot shells, blood spillin' out your new denim 

I'm supposed to be low-key, with all these jewels drippin' 

My crib mani-huh, we got a few stools missin' 

I'm on a mission it keep pullin' me back 

Yeah, I'm married to the game 

And fell in love with the trap 

Run up the play 

But no we don't play 

Make 'em say, "Uh-uh" 

Make 'em say, "Ayy'" 

Niggas know I'm on-call 

Give the homie a K (My K) 

Told 'em make 'em say, "Uh-uh" 

Told 'em make em say, "Ayy" 

Niggas love to hate 

Rolls Royce two-tone, 

Black and grey 

Make 'em say, "Uh-uh" 

Make 'em say, "Ayy" 

When you elevate 

They gon' start to separate 

Make 'em say, "Uh-uh" (Yeah, yeah) 

Make 'em say, "Ayy" (Yeah) 

Bobby Boy chillin', whippin' that exotic 

I got her sippin' on that tonic, 

We smokin' that chronic 

They know I'm iconic, 

It's kind of ironic 

I'm runnin' this, gunnin' this 

We havin' fun in this bitch 

Livin' my life, motherfuck that I'm rich 

Now they know the name, 

But just Logic 

I keep it G, cause I'm a good person 

Givin' my everything, 

Up in these verses 

Smokin' that Goldilocks, 

When it disperses 

Stoney Bob feelin' it, 

Berner be killin' it 

We feelin' crazy, we feelin' 

Brazy, we feelin' breezy 

Run up in it, get up in it 

And make it look easy 

I'm gonna drop a shoe 

Bigger than the Yeezy 

Feelin' my own shoes 

Ain't nothin' that I won't do 

(Italian leather) 

Run up the play 

But no we don't play 

Make 'em say, "Uh-uh" 

Make 'em say, "Ayy'" 

Niggas know I'm on-call 

Give the homie a K (My K) 

Told 'em make 'em say, "Uh-uh" 

Told 'em make em say, "Ayy" 

Niggas love to hate 

Rolls Royce two-tone, black and grey 

Make 'em say, "Uh-uh" 

Make 'em say, "Ayy" 

When you elevate 

They gone start to separate 

Make 'em say, "Uh-uh" 

Make 'em say, "Ayy"