Details

[Opening: Berner]

My heart beatin' like I just hit a rip

[Verse 1: Berner]

Everybody wanna eat

Do a drop, there's a line down the street

Yea, I do a hundred mil annual

Dope game, I damn near wrote the manual (I wrote the book)

Yea, let's get back to these prices

High fives with the duffle bag, I'm the nicest

I threw big stones in the face of my baddie

And build a fake wall from the safe in my attic

More money, more static

6 Europeans, I'm a brown bag addict

This kilo 'round my neck, I treat it like a trophy

They put in the back of the car, but couldn't hold me

They want the old me, I miss the coke drip

But I could never babysit another hoe bitch

I'm from the bay, yea the city where the giants at

Catch me with a turkey bag, full where the riots at

[Chorus: Berner]

The devil's in the details (facts)

The devil's in the details (in the details)

Money money over females (yes, money over bitches)

The devil's in the details, details, details

The devil's in the details

[Verse 2: Berner]

Let them know I want the whole load

You ever see a .45, made of rose gold?

Yea, 4 karat and there's no flaws

Vibe papers in this bitch, we don't smoke raws

And the Cali bout' 5 grams

Fuck the pandemic, I'm trynna buy land

And the streets went so dry

I'm back trappin like it's '05

I'm back trappin like it's '09

It was hard, just starin' in a gold mine

It feel good to own a catalog

I bought a brand new Glock, and it's camouflage

They want the old me, you got your boy back

I'll probably die young, I can't avoid that

I'm in the bay, the city where the players are

5-Star bitch, new shit in my mason jar

[Chorus: Berner]

The devil's in the details (yea)

The devil's in the details (yea, yea, yea)

Money money over females (yes money over females)

The devil's in the details, details, details

The devil's in the details

[Verse 3: Mozzy]

They're smokin to the thought, this that rapper weed

I charge 'em 32 n' blues, for half a p

Gleeky with the fully switch, they go a rack a piece

This slam birdo was a quarter, niggas savateens

Square footage in the house, like a salt in

She got rich off her regulars, got 'em logged in

I'm all in with this smoke, he ain't got to call again

I walk him down, he ain't gon' walk again

Pebbles

I did a rollie scandal, in all colors

And I'm pullin' up in black foreigns, all summer

Run a 100, only rockin' watches if they run a 100

Might pop in some shit that's 1-on-1, you ain't got none of nothing

I've been having out hundreds

Homie that is not stuntin'

Lil Boy, that is not nothing

Why you showin' money?

Fuck it up, to get this drip you got to go to London

Real nigga, ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? London