Yung Bans – Going Bezurk Lyrics

[Intro]
Sippin’ this syrup (Let’s go, let’s go)
Yeah, yeah, huh

[Chorus]
Ayy, takin’ these pills to the brain, I’m sippin’ that syrup (Let’s go)
Break a bitch back, bitch, yeah, I’m goin’ berserk
She cryin’, tellin’ me she don’t wanna work
I told her she can only get what she deserve
Got her singin’ ooh
She say the way I move, oh
Got her so confused, woah

[Verse 1]
Ayy, beat it up
Too much sauce, they gon’ eat it up, ayy
Smash a nigga ho with a heater (Fire)
Deep in her guts with a nina (Brrt)
Kinda missed this bitch named Nina
But she really ain’t shit, I don’t need her
She was there for a nigga like FEMA
p*ssy wet, Hurricane Katrina
Ayy, yeah, I got a coupe if you wanna ride
The way I look at you, Bonnie to my Clyde
She told me to keep it real, look her in her eye
Hard to tell you how it feel, f*ckin’ with my pride

[Pre-Chorus]
Skrrt-skrrt, skrrt
Sippin’ syrup (Yeah)
Finally getting burned, burns
Just know we run the turf
f*ck what you heard
Skrrt, sippin’ on syrup

[Chorus]
Ayy, takin’ these pills to the brain, I’m sippin’ that syrup
Break a bitch back, bitch, yeah, I’m goin’ berserk
She cryin’, tellin’ me she don’t wanna work
I told her she can only get what she deserve
Got her singin’ ooh

She say the way I move, oh
Got her so confused, woah

[Verse 2]
I’ma smash it ’til it hurt, bitch
Say she want some Perc’ dick
Young nigga go berserk
Young nigga go berserk (Let’s go)
Two spots, ball like Globetrot’
I probably ain’t even there
Killin’ the p*ssy, don’t give me the chair
Raf on my body, she know that it’s rare
Balmain with zippers, young nigga ball like the Clippers (Yeah, yeah, yeah), ayy
f*ckin’ these bitches, I cannot love her, I’m pimping (Woah, woah, woah)
If you give that ho your heart, then you trippin’
‘Cause she don’t want your love, just want a million
She callin’ me heavenly father
I’m with them slatts, snakes on my collar (Slatt)
I’m pullin’ up where it’s a problem
These niggas p*ssy, they don’t want to solve ’em
I’m pushin’ up broad day when they out
The world is ours, don’t get devoured
I want the check, respect, power
Got her on lock, it didn’t take an hour
Too deep in that p*ssy, I think I’m drowning

[Chorus]
Ayy, takin’ these pills to the brain, I’m sippin’ that syrup
Break a bitch back, bitch, yeah, I’m goin’ berserk
She cryin’, tellin’ me she don’t wanna work
I told her she can only get what she deserve
Got her singin’ ooh
She say the way I move, oh
Got her so confused, woah

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