bonkerz (feat. A-Reece)
[Chorus: Blxckie]
I lost my mind and went bonkers (Yee)
Used to stash work in my locker
These n***as look like imposters
I'm move scammers and mobsters
She got too wet, gotta mop her
You can talk, my money longer
I know your girl, she a stalker
Swear I can sell her my boxers (Hah)
[Verse 1: Blxckie]
I done went up, yes, I turned to a boss
I'ma need me a suit and look proper
She got too clingy
You know I'm a player
I had to go turn around and block her
Wrap all the racks in elastic and stack it all up, I'm the money collector
Yes, I pulled up in a coupe but she asked me for cash
I said, "No", I pеrplexed her
I got thе North on my bomber (North Face)
You n***as sweeter than toppers
Black on black fit is my armour (Hah)
I need to get me a tonka
I flex so much I got muscles (Flex)
Bitch, I'm a dog need a muzzle
I will not battle or tussle
I got the swag in abundance (Yee)
[Chorus: Blxckie & A-Reece]
I lost my mind and went bonkers (Yee)
Used to stash work in my locker
These n***as look like imposters
I'm move scammers and mobsters
She got too wet, gotta mop her
You can talk, my money longer
I know your girl, she a stalker
Swear I can sell her my boxers (Hah) (Hah, yeah)
[Verse 2: A-Reece & Blxckie]
Blxckie Somnyama the greatest on heavy rotation
These other lil n***as is nothing but basic
You heard it from me since nobody will say it
Live what I rap, this is not entertainment
My shooter got firearms tied up with laces
Swear to God I be forgetting I'm famous
I'm over that shit 'cause the boy overrated (Let's go)
Nike tick over my bomber (Ye)
I get the beat and devour
N***as get bitter, they sour
Tryna divide us, we conquer (Let's go, go)
Studied the game, I'm a scholar (Study)
Going insane I'm a goner
We go platinum your favourite go copper (Plat')
I just doubled the cheese like a whopper (Yee)
[Chorus: Blxckie]
I lost my mind and went bonkers (Yee)
Used to stash work in my locker
These n***as look like imposters
I'm move scammers and mobsters
She got too wet, gotta mop her
You can talk, my money longer
I know your girl, she a stalker
Swear I can sell her my boxers (Hah)
I lost my mind and went bonkers (Yee)
Used to stash work in my locker
These n***as look like imposters
I'm move scammers and mobsters
She got too wet, gotta mop her
You can talk, my money longer
I know your girl, she a stalker
Swear I can sell her my boxers (Hah)
[Verse 1: Blxckie]
I done went up, yes, I turned to a boss
I'ma need me a suit and look proper
She got too clingy
You know I'm a player
I had to go turn around and block her
Wrap all the racks in elastic and stack it all up, I'm the money collector
Yes, I pulled up in a coupe but she asked me for cash
I said, "No", I pеrplexed her
I got thе North on my bomber (North Face)
You n***as sweeter than toppers
Black on black fit is my armour (Hah)
I need to get me a tonka
I flex so much I got muscles (Flex)
Bitch, I'm a dog need a muzzle
I will not battle or tussle
I got the swag in abundance (Yee)
[Chorus: Blxckie & A-Reece]
I lost my mind and went bonkers (Yee)
Used to stash work in my locker
These n***as look like imposters
I'm move scammers and mobsters
She got too wet, gotta mop her
You can talk, my money longer
I know your girl, she a stalker
Swear I can sell her my boxers (Hah) (Hah, yeah)
[Verse 2: A-Reece & Blxckie]
Blxckie Somnyama the greatest on heavy rotation
These other lil n***as is nothing but basic
You heard it from me since nobody will say it
Live what I rap, this is not entertainment
My shooter got firearms tied up with laces
Swear to God I be forgetting I'm famous
I'm over that shit 'cause the boy overrated (Let's go)
Nike tick over my bomber (Ye)
I get the beat and devour
N***as get bitter, they sour
Tryna divide us, we conquer (Let's go, go)
Studied the game, I'm a scholar (Study)
Going insane I'm a goner
We go platinum your favourite go copper (Plat')
I just doubled the cheese like a whopper (Yee)
[Chorus: Blxckie]
I lost my mind and went bonkers (Yee)
Used to stash work in my locker
These n***as look like imposters
I'm move scammers and mobsters
She got too wet, gotta mop her
You can talk, my money longer
I know your girl, she a stalker
Swear I can sell her my boxers (Hah)