Brrrr

[Chorus: Berner] Why they want me dead? That's cold How they love me when my money get slow? That’s cold How we lose so many loads on the road? That's cold BRRRR, brrrr Two shows, more beautiful groves, that's cold All these diamonds on my neck in gold, that’s cold All these bitches we fuck on the road, that's cold Brrrr, brrrr [Verse 1: Berner] Below 30, that's ice cold VVS's with the white gold I'm dumb flexin, and drunk textin Tryna fly home with my eyes closed Gin and drugs, we been the plug Got big guns up in the club Got an ice chest where my heart was Blue bag full of dark bud We road trippin and still drippin Old school with the ceiling missing That gin shot got me feeling different Old ways, I still don't listen And they bark loud, till the bullit kiss 'm I'm out late, on a crazy mission Love the dope game, they just pay me different In a big pool with 80 women Made a hundred grand, then blew it off Street cat, I been through it all South cake, want two of those Sell a pack, then go do a show You need 16, call Hoolio Real OG, that’s my city for Mustang with the gold smoke Don’t choak, then you don't smoke Too lifted, and we still smokin Taylor Gang, you see the chain glowin Big spot where my strane growin Know my x bitch gon stay hoein Big Bern got a new wave goin When it touch down, bust that thang open I need that, let me see that Got 18, they 3 fat [Chorus: Berner] Why they want me dead? That’s cold How they love me when my money get slow? That's cold How we lose so many loads on the road? That's cold BRRRR, brrrr Two shows, more beautiful groves, that's cold All these diamonds on my neck in gold, that’s cold All these bitches we fuck on the road, that's cold Brrrr, brrrr [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] Seen a lot, but I never change Don't ever change, I never change Lotta family, and a lotta love They have me, I'm their everything When you're down and out, you find out who really down for you If you not a star, can't come around All my niggas hold me down Holdin weed by the pound Said they couldn't see the vision, but I bet they can see it now Takes a mission to be around Since she love me, I beat it down Every other week I'm in the clouds I'm that nigga that you read about Say you gonna hit me up, stick to the plan Just left her man, goddamb Doin the best that you can Give him a rest, no hands All your friends call me Wiz, but babygirl, you can call me Cam Said she tired of that lame nigga, tryna get rid of her man I can't describe the feeling I'm countin up them millions, with all my niggas I started with They don't make 'm like this, oh no Everyday I'm lit, everywhere I go Keep one lit, and another one rolled Take bank trips, my pockets swole [Chorus: Berner] Why they want me dead? That's cold How they love me when my money get slow? That's cold How we lose so many loads on the road? That's cold BRRRR, brrrr Two shows, more beautiful groves, that's cold All these diamonds on my neck in gold, that's cold All these bitches we fuck on the road, that's cold Brrrr, brrrr