[Intro: Berner]

Big Bern in the building. Nickatina, what up?

[Verse 1: Berner]

I'm dope, someone throw me on the stove

Missed the PM, I guess I'm going on the road

Peach drinks with the apricot, I'm tryna buy up all the weight you got

Stash houses, I'm doing numbers with no glass houses

Just NorCal sun, bag it up in half ounces

They don't wanna play the price game

I move mean, different mind frame

It's not old, no mold, I'm outdoors

I bought my neighbor an acre and built a house for her

Why they say we in a drought for

I guess I had to come around more ambitious

SUVs full of bitches

I'm etting topped off while on my phone talking business

Pound cake, where's your teddy grams

And I'm tryna roll up every graph

Yeah, El Chivo, Russ Buffalino

I pull up and grab an envelope full of C-Notes

Heron flow, yeah everywhere I go

I sit behind the Limo tint with the air on low

Private plane, yeah I might hydro plane

My new Lamborghini, it don't like no rain

We chop game into the sunrise

Say it loud, fuck one time

I'm bout it, bout it, Dior outfit

I waited six months for the custom couches

Up out the block, no bank loans

I'm in town but can't stay long

Yeah, they say my name when they talk about smoke

Fuck rapping, I run the trap, that's why they call me the GOAT

I used to run Broadway, I played with the coke

I bought some brand new leather, told em to tailor the coat

I've been counting all night, I ain't feeling well

Here's some words from the Killa Whale, Nicky

[Verse 2: Andre Nickatina]

Ay, I used to tailor my coats and do I got a way style

Stay away from the boats and

Ay, I'm in the Benz with the spliff

And I took my whole perm style from Queen Elizabeth

That's facts, to the freak, roger that

And if she got a big mouth, yo don't call back

You're blocked, this is Fillmoe fresh

And if you think any less, it can get complex

In her face, the whole structure is glazed

And my shell toe Adidas probably show my age

I'm like a henny born, Pisces Capricorn

Text me in the evening and I'll text you in the morning

Cause I'm Khan mecca, blue jeans dresser

Georgetown AI fullforth presser

And the potty is popping like a .9

My zodiac sign just ran across your mind

I never want yours cause I'm always getting mines

I triple up the price cause they tell me it's a crime

(Yo, holla back)

Another double shot of cognac

I'm like a wolf pack running on a horse track

A silver bullet, man moving to the fullest

Roll another blunt and push me to the front

I'm knowing what you want, my clothes I like to flaunt

My new leather jacket, man I never even bought

You see it in my promo, I hate to take a photo

While cracking crab talking shit, down that [?]

I thought I saw a ghost but it was weed smoke

Man, coming out my ash tray while rolling on the freeway

Yo and the potty is poppin like a .9

My zodiac sign just ran across your mind

I'm never wanting yours cause I'm always getting mines

I triple up the price cause they tell me it's a crime

[Outro: Berner]

Yeah, Big Bern and King Nicky, and Frisco's in the buildings. It's Killa Whale. You need some shit to ride to. Independent tycoon shit