BERNER

BERNER - Get On lyrics

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Smoke, hold that shit in till you choke

If you really tryina get on

Smoke, hold that shit in till you choke

[Hook]

Yeah I’m really tryina get on

And smoke, hold that shit in till I choke

Yeah they wonder how I got on, see I got selling dope

17 with a quarter ounce of coke

Yeah I’m really tryina get on

And smoke, hold that shit in till I choke

Yeah they wonder how I got on, see I got selling dope

17 with a quarter ounce of coke

Yeah I’m really tryina get on

And smoke, I’m loaded, I feel like I could float

My finger tips are numb, my finger nails are full of coke

I’m solid under pressure, ain’t now way that I would fall

This is for them bitches that I fuck on the road

How you been, tell your friends that, that man is cold

I’m better yet, I’m on, them z’s got me dizzy

I don’t know, how the fuck I got home from my show

I wake up in my bed, next to 2 chicks I never met

I’m in France, mixing bubble hash with my cigarettes

Amsterdam for the day before I fly home

2 zips of kush got my mind gone

Mushrooms, I’m gone, everything I needed

I wake up and I’m drinking, I fall asleep early in the evening

I ain’t leaning, yeah they asking what I’m breathing

That shit they can’t get, 17 reasons for his ass

[Hook]

Yeah I’m really tryina get on

And smoke, hold that shit in till I choke

Yeah they wonder how I got on, see I got selling dope

17 with a quarter ounce of coke

Yeah I’m really tryina get on

And smoke, hold that shit in till I choke

Yeah they wonder how I got on, see I got selling dope

17 with a quarter ounce of coke

Yeah I’m really tryina get on

I’m faded tryna stay awake, I love the A but I’m really tryina stay away

They say my name’s buzzing crazy when it come to way

Clip full of carbon bullets flying at the throw away

Fed cases they don’t go away

They let you dig your own hole, we sold our soul for 100k

I’m on this yellow, fuck a purple spray

I wake up in the morning like damn I missed another flight

I tell the pretty bitch to turn around

Let me see you popping pick the money up from off the ground

When it’s dry you know I got it popping in a couple towns

20 pounds, that’s 120 thous, I’m really counting money now

I went from blow money to this hoe money

I went from hoe money to this show money

Half a mill in a waterproof duffle, blowing kush out the sun roof

I’m loving how I really hustle

[Hook]

Yeah I’m really tryina get on

And smoke, hold that shit in till I choke

Yeah they wonder how I got on, see I got selling dope

17 with a quarter ounce of coke

Yeah I got a few raw, and I’m just tryina get back in my zone

Yeah I’m really tryina get on

Yeah I got a few raw, and I’m just tryina get back in my zone

Yeah I’m really tryina get on

Yeah I got a few raw, and I’m just tryina get back in my zone

Yeah I’m really tryina get on

Yeah I got a few raw, and I’m just tryina get back in my zone

Yeah I’m really tryina get on

Yeah I’m really tryina get on

And smoke, hold that shit in till I choke

Yeah they wonder how I got on, see I got selling dope

17 with a quarter ounce of coke

Yeah I got a few raw, and I’m just tryina get back in my zone

Yeah I’m really tryina get on.

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