[Intro]
BNYX

[Verse 1: 454]
Dance to the beat
I'm running this bitch with a cleat
My bro keep the stock on the knee
Super lowkey, you know that it's super lowkey, we keep to hide from police
They don't see a thing 'cause it's going discreet
Quick with the tricks, spot a crime in the streets
I'm from the westside, but I stayed on the east
First lil' half I was raidin' the streets
So much pain it's crazy to me but it ain't no way they labeling me
And I'm gone all day like a sailor would be
Back home four days, need a trailer for sleep
In the city hallway, but my head in the beats
On tour, big stages, Chicago a beast, it's truly unique
Check out the pockets, the pen on the clean
I switch the shirt, it depend on the jeans
Shoot me a thirty, a forty inch seam
Chemistry strong and we tight like the team
Reminisce 'bout [looking out?] like a [team?]
Work rich like I'm rockin' cuisine
In the kitchen, you know that it's clean
Got a dish and we flippin' CELINE
Every day we step so clean (Don't get it)
[Chorus: 454]
Beretta, Beretta, Beretta
The high-rise, it got a new level
Beretta, Beretta, Beretta
You know that you not on my level
Beretta, Beretta, Beretta
Lil' baby come fuck with what's better
Beretta, Beretta, Beretta
We been had the gas on the pedal

[Verse 2: Pig The Gemini]
I make this fly shit look easy
Posted with no IG, Beezy
Late night it was just me and my demons
Scheming, tryna make money for the weekend
Was 13 and 14 when I pieces
No Reese's, toting my Glocks
I lost my pops and jumped in the deep end
I be up early can't afford to sleep in
She wanna double back, I'm not into that
I ain't no running back, girl I send a sack
I took a loss and I went to go get it back
I fuck the low ones and real, I got rid of that
Yeah, I got rid of that, (Ooh)
Me wasn't feeling that
She like it better over here with us, said "This where it realer at"
[Bridge: 454]
What's between you and I?
You know that it's certified
You know I can't tell a lie
I can always spot a plot
Let them bullets fly, them bullets fly, let them bullets fly
Let them bullets fly, them bullets fly, let them bullets fly

[Chorus: 454]
Beretta, Beretta, Beretta
The high-rise, it got a new level
Beretta, Beretta, Beretta
You know that you not on my level
Beretta, Beretta, Beretta
Lil' baby come fuck with what's better
Beretta, Beretta, Beretta
We been had the gas on the pedal