Bezerk (Feat. A$AP Ferg)

Yeah, yeah Hit-Boy Woah, yeah, yeah Sean, what up nigga Sean, what up nigga Yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah Lil' bitch Verse 1: A$AP Ferg & Big Sean Couple riders with them llamas if you pick a bone wit' me Put my bitch up on designer, got Balenci' on her feet My momma say a couple prayers, keep them demons off me 'Cause I know I'm out here blessed, got so many reasons on me Yeah niggas done tried and niggas done died, too many believers around me Yeah I know my enemies meeting up, double-teaming on me Now you know nobody tried that ever got pieces off me Fucking these hoes 'til they be dying, don't catch a seizure on me See, Ferg used to move the product in the whole school Yeah Thumbing through paper from last year but it's not old news Right My psycho bitch, she got me shopping up at Whole Foods Fucking these cougars like a young nigga s'posed to I got your bitch up on the mattress while I'm fly no T Woo I'm sick and tired of all the yapping, little nigga I'm your OG Woo My diamonds shining like the ball that drop on New Year's Eve Come on And she countdown to the D, she be like 5-4-3 Chorus: A$AP Ferg & Big Sean Now drop down, you a freak Milly rock Bend it over, touch your feet Yeah Shake that booty, I know it's little but unique So unique Back that thing up on my nigga from the D Oh, that's me Verse 2: Big Sean & A$AP Ferg Okay, back out the hearse, they trapped out the church Woo Niggas say my name, okay they asked for the worst Come on Me and A$AP Ferg preaching back to back on the verse Damn Hit-Boy on the beat so, bitch, you gotta go berserk That's right Kill 'em off one-by-one, Final Destination Fuck that medication, I'm sipping cold flu Echinacea Come on You done fucked up, I stayed up, sleep deprivation Woo They on the search nigga Uh Know your worth nigga Yeah Tell the DJ bring it back, reimburse niggas Damn Alḥamdulillāh, my finance advisors been through hell Oh well, pshh, we on fire Woo, woo Brung her back home more times than Mcgwire, higher Grr Trap Lord packed out the risers Big getting his bread, your pocket on carb diets I just start up a riot at all the Hyatts And make them hoes leave right before they cook the omelets Woo, woo Chorus: A$AP Ferg & Big Sean Drop down Woah You a freak Woah Bend it over Yeah Touch your feet Touch your feet Shake that booty, I know it's little but unique So unique Back that thing up on my nigga from the D Oh, that's me On God Now, drop down Down, you a freak Hoo Bend it over, woah Come on, touch your feet Touch your feet Shake that booty, I know it's little but unique So unique Then throw it back on my nigga from NYC Oh, that's me Outro: Big Sean & A$AP Ferg Yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah Me and A$AP Ferg preaching back to back on the verse Hit-Boy on the beat so, bitch, you gotta go berserk That's right