Berner - Yoko (Feat. Wiz Khalifa, Big K.R.I.T.)

[WIZ KHALIFA]

Shades on, polo white t,

Me leavin' here alone that's unlikely

Not a stoner bitch but she like me

Tryna get that final cut like Spike Lee

I check them ho's, direct them ho's, Take em home and let them ho's Go

About they fantasies, they poppin' pills I'm rollin' weed

We been got a couple bad bitches overseas

Out the back this ain't no tax

When I'm shoppin' and my bag filled with options so don't ask

What it cost, I'm in the maserati coupe going so fast

That I lost her and my bitch gots so much swag

That these bad bitches on this, ah... ki-killing ya'll pow blahh dead get a

Cofin


[BIG K.R.I.T.]

Call it Yoko Ono, ono, only ride solo, solo, solo

Mission for the dodo, dodo, dodo

One look in her eyes, she'll eat you alive, she a man eater

Scheme man diva, she might of believe cuz you could never leave her

You will never have her so you could never keep her

Trippin' on the next man he can't have her either I call it Yoko Ono


[BERNER]

Bust a couple benz, blow a hundred fast (a hundred cash)

I just made a hundred off a fifty bag

Where dem bad asian bitches holdin' down my city at

Where dem girls from the eight with that pretty face

Round thing yeah I'm on that loud thang

Pop another bottle shootin' corks at the crowd dang yeah,

I'm a stunna but nah, I ain't baby though

Young do, with the lazy flow

Watch all these ladies go

Crazy when I pull up right beside em

I do a buck 30 yeah, I'm just in the flyin'


I smell like dirty money plus it's cookie that I'm lightin'

Big buckets full of ice with bottles on fire inside em, uh


Call it Yoko Ono, ono, only ride solo, solo, solo

Mission for the dodo, dodo, dodo

One look in her eyes, she'll eat you alive, she a man eater

Scheme man diva, she might of believe cuz you could never leave her

You will never have her so you could never keep her

Trippin' on the next man he can't have her either I call it Yoko Ono


[BIG K.R.I.T.]...

Kush it up in right there, way you send the messages

Talkin' bout a night care

She tell you she like...

You tell her you might...

She pretend you she a jam, really you quite well

She just bought a nice bed

Wrist game, ice pad, prada clutch, price tag,... put her in the game

Cause you hope that she a high bid

So you can go along on the beat, catch a spike there

You could never wife that, never ever pipe that good enough to make her

Settle down, she ain't like that

Punch a nigga in the mouth, yeah nigga fight back

ROll a nigga weed up, ask him ask him where da light at


Call it Yoko Ono, ono, only ride solo, solo, solo

Mission for the dodo, dodo, dodo

One look in her eyes, she'll eat you alive, she a man eater

Scheme man diva, she might of believe cuz you could never leave her

You will never have her so you could never keep her

Trippin' on the next man he can't have her either I call it Yoko Ono.