Skip to content
Lyric
Dive
Public playlists
My playlists
Search
Sign in
Bermuda
Muk
Popularity · Low
+
Original
0
0
YouTube
Searching YouTube...
Lyrics
Original
Translation
Bilingual
Three shots and I'm off on my scooter
I drive by the park and aim at your medulla
We come in with Glocks, not no Ruger
Got Muk on my side and he say he a shooter
I come in with kits like a cooler
They measure the millimeters by the ruler
When I say that I'm cold like my jeweler
They dead in my zone, they call this shit Bermuda
Two hits and I'm off of my bike
I be throwing my punches like Mike
Do I go use a pistol or knife?
Goforth shooting the opps I don't like
All black, we committing no crime
Diamonds in the rough, hard to find
I swear you should never pick fights
But I might, so I buy bats from Amazon Prime
Got Muk on the beat, so we on it
To murder beats, it's a promise
12 out, so we out like we Sonic
I got baby Dracs, like Adonis
Long way, now it's Gucci and Prada
Like Dre Way, they bring me a chronic
Let's play connect lines real quick
Match the bullets to ammo like shirts to pajamas
Three shots and I'm off on my scooter
I drive by the park and aim at your medulla
We come in with Glocks, not no Ruger
Got gang on my side and they say I'm a shooter
I come in with kits like a cooler
They measure the millimeters by the ruler
When I say that I'm cold like my jeweler
They dead in my zone, they call this shit Bermuda
Three shots and I'm off on my scooter
I drive by the park and aim at your medulla
We come in with Glocks, not no Ruger
Got Muk on my side and they say he a shooter
I come in with kits like a cooler
They measure the millimeters by the ruler
When I say that I'm cold like my jeweler
They dead in my zone, they call this shit Bermuda
Going crazy, although I'm still young
I jump in this shit with extendos or drums
I been getting the money, the paper, the funds
I walk on my money, feel like Jordan Ones
I only make blues like I got no Samsung
And I eat all the bullets like they Honey Buns
Only things I got left is my gang and my sons
I just finished my versus, throw the towel, we done
(Zappy)
Brodie go get the bag real quick
Stealing from people like lunch on a field trip
They say to slow down, I be blasting off too quick
Like '90s in '40s, I'm up in my Buick
Don't listen to Five Laws, that shit in the sewage
I rapping like Four Raws, I swear that I'm fluent
Said he's dead to me, I feel like Kali Uchis
If he running shit I don't like, then I shoot him
Hard feature, Muk is a creature
He walking up swift in his Yeezy 1 sneakers
Go off like iPhone connected to speaker
He run a whole mile to get to this paper
He says that he gets me like he's Daniel Caesar
He bought me a coupe, told him buy me one cheaper
Told me money is green, and no other side greener
Make bands off of streaming, no Twitch, not no streamer
Three shots and I'm off on my scooter
I drive by the park and aim at your medulla
We come in with Glocks, not no Ruger
Got Muk on my side and he say he a shooter
I come in with kits like a cooler
They measure the millimeters by the ruler
When I say that I'm cold like my jeweler
They dead in my zone, they call this shit Bermuda
Spazzing on shit, you can tell that we happy
I pass to my bro, we call him Lil Zappy
Checks like "Just Do It," I run it like Nike
Hop on all the features, I'm feeling like Yachty
Or hop in the whip and I'm off in a Rari
I feel like I'm Tate with my copper Bugatti
Diamonds on my wrist and I'm feeling like Carti
When I walk in the room, it's all luxe Versace
Three shots and I'm off on my scooter
I drive by the park and aim at your medulla
We come in with Glocks, not no Ruger
Got Muk on my side and they say he a shooter
I come in with kits like a cooler
They measure the millimeters by the ruler
When I say that I'm cold like my jeweler
They dead in my zone, they call this shit Bermuda