Berner - Program lyrics

I got game for sale
We don’t leave no paper trail
Fuck a burnt out bank
I don’t play with the mail
Someone tell me why they wanna tempt me
Even tho a hundred packs sound sexy
I got a pretty dime piece
With some butterscotch skin
Goin crazy in the back of my Benz
She wondering when i went from ten toes down
To a cool li'l thirty
And I’m in the front row
Taking pics with Steph Curry
I got girls for sale
Do they really push work for real?
You can smell the burnt rubber
When I turnt the wheel
Bitch I’m from the B-A-Y, and we stay high
I’m too drunk I can’t drive

Seen cash like this


Yeah they ask why I tax like this
They don't ever have bags like this
They all love the dope man
And they rockin' with my program (program)

And they rockin' with my program
And they rockin'
(yeah they rockin') with my program
And they rockin'
(yeah they rockin') with my program
And they rockin'
(yeah they rockin') with my program

I got game for sale, I brought weight
I’m trynna break the scale
Tell these two faces snakes I won’t take an L
Your main bitch used to break bread
Chop game and smoke big
When we cross the bay bridge
My check longer, and my bag much stronger
Have a sit in the lobby till
The next trick call her
Hit the strip club i won’t drop one dollar
Shoutout E40, taught me how to pop my collar
(what up, Water?)
Yeah, and I’m ridin 'til the rim crack
Made us all dub when I
Moved my first ten pack
Made a quarter ticket off a box
Who you think they call right when
They get in town to shop?