Dizzy Lyrics - Berner

S63, AMG 

Pretty bitches, pay a fee, broke not the thing to be 

A few really play the streets, cats tell them fairy tales 

Brown paper bags full of hundreds, haters pray I fail 

Baby on my phone, she talkin' money, and she ready 

Shit I made a hundred thousand already 

Used to blow pelly, used to move truckloads of the reggie 

Now we toast when we close deals over ten milli 

My bags speak for me, I don't talk much 

456 with the bag, get it off uhh 

Coffee colored leather, yeah my smoke's much better 

Tell a broke boy choke, you don't checks no cheddar 

Your bitch wanna ride, chose my letter 

Toast, keep the wetter, Joe Blow, might sweat her 

Ralph Lauren or I rock my own sweater 

Oh you fresh? But you soft as a feather, pussy 

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Bag full of cash, new hundreds so crispy 

Hand count 8 stacks, snowman, got me dizzy 

White light, blue cookie so pissy 

Fishtailin' out the lot, drunk drivin' got me dizzy 

She can suck me off but not kiss me 

I'm the man in my city, pray every bullet miss me 

I'ma make a hundred mil' like 50 

Smokin' kill, on the wheel, yeah these pills got me dizzy 

Yeah I'm doin' 160 

How the fuck I'ma spend all this money 'fore they kill me? 

18 karat gold, I think it compliments my skin 

I'm a shark in the water, come and swim 

Hundred grand on the Benz 

Hundred grand on my hand 

Hit the store, all I buy is rubber bands, I'm the man 

Cop heavy, your plug's not ready 

Porsche Cayenne, gold watch frezzi 

Smoke with the best, I'm Wiz, Spitta Andretti 

Ain't shit you can tell me, yeah these dudes blow reggie 

My whole crew's on power 

One hour, move 300 sour 

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Bag full of cash, new hundreds so crispy 

Hand count 8 stacks, snowman, got me dizzy 

White light, blue cookie so pissy 

Fishtailin' out the lot, drunk drivin' got me dizzy 

She can suck me off but not kiss me 

I'm the man in my city, pray every bullet miss me 

I'ma make a hundred mil' like 50 

Smokin' kill, on the wheel, yeah these pills got me dizzy