Lancey Foux - b€Zerk lyrics

Phew, phew yeah, ha
Yeah, ha yeah, ha
Yeah, ha ha, phew
Ha, chyeah

I'm mad, berserk i swag, I surf
Too bad, for certain two bands for my shirt
New baddie, she perfect
New bag and she want it i'm mad, berserk
I swag, I surf (Phew, Ha, ha, yeah, ha)

Went to sleep fresh in a coffin
Woke up and I went shopping
Put all my clothes alphabetical order
I got so many options (Chyeah)
On Monday, I'm rocking Armani
Briefs, on Sunday, alexander the office
I had to sit down with the team at McQueen
And they telling me I'm rocking it properly
(True stories)
I step on them, they can't rest
(True stories)
They telling me take this check
(True stories)
28 carats in the back of my mouth
'cause I really been tryna say less (Less)
28 carats on four rings and I
Got an Audi on my chest (yeah)
I'm too swagged out, tell your
Boyfriend he ain't your boyfriend
He's your ex i'm swagging, I'm surfing
I'm going berserk like post-traumatic stress
(Ha, chyeah, ha, chyeah)

I'm mad, berserk i swag, I surf (Phew)
Too bad, for certain two bands for my shirt
New baddie, she perfect
New bag and she want it

Ha, huh? Ha, chyeah, ha
Too swagged might not even do the next-
(Huh, oh my)
Too swagged might not even do the next verse