Rich Logan & Berry Bonkers - Nameless Choppa lyrics

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Rich Logan & Berry Bonkers - Nameless Choppa lyrics

[Intro: Berry Bonkers] Uh, Uh, Uh Souf, Souf Nova, Souf [Hook: Berry Bonkers] Prescription over the counter So many thoughts, So many thoughts that I tried to counter With all the d** that I encounter, that I encounter Every dollar that I make, I know I gotta count up I can't trust that money counter, can't trust that money counter Either that or I love how it feel Sometimes we all just make the mistake Of falling in love with the feel that we forget what is real We can't forget what is trill Let's keep it playa, red bottom the heels girl Red bottom the heels, I know her feelings real But I'm too numb and I can't read what I feel [Verse 1: Berry Bonkers] I cannot read what I feel I know I'm feeling her still My mind and my cup is the same I pray that they never spill I feel like king of the hill, yea I feel like king of the hill, uh I got both hands on the wheel, Lord Lord take over the wheel Can't let the demons take me over my will, will That's why I'm packing the steel They k**ing black people still, still They k**ing black people still I tell em get back, aye get back and be still, aye be still Tell em get back and be still, yea They know that Soufside still trill, trill They know that Soufside still trill, yea [Rich Logan] We them trill ones, we them trill ones f** that b**h, f** that b**h, f** that b**h We them trill ones, we them trill ones We come do anything for that cheddar For that bread, for that paper, for that guap For them bands, we run it up, we run it up, run it up Souf Nova b**h, yeah we on [Hook: Berry Bonkers] Prescription over the counter So many thoughts, So many thoughts that I tried to counter With all the d** that I encounter, that I encounter Every dollar that I make, I know I gotta count up I can't trust that money counter, can't trust that money counter Either that or I love how it feel Sometimes we all just make the mistake Of falling in love with the feel that we forget what is real We can't forget what is trill Let's keep it playa, red bottom the heels girl Red bottom the heels, I know her feelings real But I'm too numb and I can't read what I feel [Verse 2: Rich Logan] Why is that Why is that when you go out, you be k**ing em Why is that Roll through the city, city Its Soufside n***a, Soufside n***a Where they recoil them backyards And ignore the dog barks to get to that mula, you know I pull up and pop Girl I might pull up and rock Might just f**ing body rock, rock Texas, Texas Trill, Texas Trill South Dallas, n***a Oak Cliff f** you mean, f** you mean Where my lean, where my lean [Berry Bonkers] I tried to put my problems to the side Using lean as a pesticide Too many pest inside of my mind Women who want all of my time But I can't give em mine I can't even show em daylight I can't even show em daylight but they can see moonlight In the midnight hour

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