🎵 BERTHA // by Gang Shloink

2 ContributorsBERTHA Lyrics [Intro: Lil Bruh, Doormandingo & Crispy Cumsock] Gang Shloink baby Yeah aight You better respect this crypple Bertha on the beat baby C'mon bruh! [Chorus: Lil Bruh] ​​Pull up on DeArti and I beat it Slide, right into his mothafuckin’ dm (Slide, slide) Pull up on your block and I beat it Slide, from the am to the fuckin’ pm (Yeah, yuh) Go to Waitrose buy a Bertha and some juice (And some juice) Mix with magic and it got me feeling loose (Feeling loose) Man that’s lit we in a patch made of sand (Made of sand) We got the gang so we got the upper hand (Upper hand) [Verse I: iCue & Le Blaque] Yuh, big Bertha on the beat (Bertha, Bertha) Pour the liquor in and mix it with your wrist, jungle juice is kinda sweet (Sweet, sweet) Don't use it as a bin or I'll punch you with my fist (Fist, fist) You'll go on Santa's naughty list, you're a bitch Spray paint a massive hog on the side You tried to abide by the rules, we are fools But it's fonny, ain't got jewels or no money (Monny), I'll punch you in your tommy (Tommy) Add some sour worms, come to terms with the germs Microman drinking out of Bertha, call it Chum Bucket DeArti drinking out of Bertha, call it cum bucket Come buck it like a horse, opps call them whores (Whores) Lil Bruh speaking fax like its Norse, go hoarse (Hoarse) From the liquor, plus Shaylin is my n***a [Bruh!] I promise, I said neighbour, I'll get a saber If you call me racist (Bruh), no basis, come drink out of Bertha (Yuh, yuh) Or you're racist (Gang, gang), big Bertha on the beat bitch (Yuh, shnoogidy shnook) [Verse II: Lil Bruh] Pull up on your block and I beat it How I slide how I glide, DeArti lemme see 'em What’s cookin’ good lookin’ and I reel 'em How I’m hookin’ GS bookin' why the fuck you overlookin’? What’s poppin’? GS boppin’ chart toppin’ Goin’ shoppin’ just put a sesh in my fuckin’ stocking How we do it you ain’t done it, get some slurp in my stomach My IQ is overrunnin’, but I’m still kinda cunning Can’t let the beef get cold where’s the meat? (Where’s the meat?) And I’m talkin’ my shit let it eat (Let it eat) I feel like Angie, I love a chunky I’m talkin’ Art, not a monkey Qusay the big dawg, the head honcho But I keep a fuckin’ AK in this poncho And I’m talkin’ big shit this a hit Man you know what the fuck is goin' on [Chorus: Lil Bruh] ​​Pull up on DeArti and I beat it Slide, right into his mothafuckin’ dm (Slide, slide) Pull up on your block and I beat it Slide, from the am to the fuckin’ pm (Yeah, yuh) Go to Waitrose buy a Bertha and some juice (And some juice) Mix with magic and it got me feeling loose (Feeling loose) Man that’s lit we in a patch made of sand (Made of sand) We got the gang so we got the upper hand (Upper hand) [Verse III: Doormandingo, Crispy Cumsock & Lil Bruh] Sitting on the sand with a bucket No drinking no beer, no fucking Pawtucket (Grrr, Yeah aight) I'm with Chris, no Griffin, smoking red no Trippie (Momma!) I got Bertha all fucky how I'm sippin' (Ruff, ruff) Doormandingo spitting fax with the lingo Getting all fucky Imma waddle like I'm Pingu (Skrrr) Pouring liquor in the bin, no gin That's a win, no Lin, my twin, watch Angie come in [Verse IV: Impostor Angie & Nayjaids] Thanks for introducing me, abusing me Seducing me, confusing me, amusing me (Ha ha ha) Mixing Magic Moments with the Mongus Crunchy, munchy, whole lotta sand on my chungus (Ew) Copping a croissant get banned Gotta head out to the sand with the seshy in my hand Stalking snoot on a Snap map, slurp in a backpack Think I need to backtrack, seshy in his toecrack [Chorus: Lil Bruh] ​​Pull up on DeArti and I beat it Slide, right into his mothafuckin’ dm (Slide, slide) Pull up on your block and I beat it Slide, from the am to the fuckin’ pm (Yeah, yuh) Go to Waitrose buy a Bertha and some juice (And some juice) Mix with magic and it got me feeling loose (Feeling loose) Man that’s lit we in a patch made of sand (Made of sand) We got the gang so we got the upper hand (Upper hand) [Outro: iCue & Crispy Cumsock] Ok that's it, that's it No, put the whole thing No, not the whole thing, the last part has gum and dust Let's fill it, let's fill it Look at the dust man Who cares?