Beserk

Lyrics

[Chorus: Torey D'Shaun] This that part of the day Where you go berserk (Yeah) We go crazy, better pray that you don't get hurt This ain't a drift, flip the switch, we on red alert (Yeah) I got a handful of dessert and a sweaty shirt (Look at my shot, at my shot) Look at me let loose Look at my dance moves Look at the sole of my shoes Look at the soul of my crew I know they see me wylin' I know they see me wylin' I know they see me wylin' I know they see me wylin' [Verse 1: Joey Vantes] Yeah, I just hit a lick (Hit a lick) Aye, take a bag was my way Pull up on you and yo' clique, yeah Then I hit you with that kick (Yeah) Aye, what you meant for bad We flip the switch and went legit, yeah (Yeah) [?] So I run it like a jock Like bustin' through yo' line And posterize you like I'm 'Bron Big feelings on type of wave Listen close Devil, not today Trigger happy Tried to test me 'cause I mean it I pull up on you with that beamin' Now your bleedin' You talk a lot again, now everybody seen it And tables turn, stock is up and wearin' FIG, yeah, yeah [Chorus: Torey D'Shaun] This that part of the day Where you go berserk (Yeah) We go crazy, better pray that you don't get hurt This ain't a drift, flip the switch, we on red alert (Yeah) I got a handful of dessert, and a sweaty shirt (Look at my shot, at my shot) Look at me let loose Look at my dance moves Look at the sole of my shoes Look at the soul of my crew I know they see me wylin' I know they see me wylin' I know they see me wylin' I know they see me wylin' [Verse 2: Torey D'Shaun] They shook applicants, since we pulled up to the college I pulled up in all white, you can see the phone in my pocket Boopie, since you Christian, go ahead and spit that knowledge Free Yo Mind just came out, you should go and cop it Uh, yeah, woke up to people who don't like me None of my business and my coffee, make it light, please My life a promo Me, God, I'm solo dolo Been sittin' on the ice like froYo Now I'm 'bout to show my bread like mojo dojo, oh Time for the heat session, everybody put the fan down If you wanna shoot a shot, aim for the PayPal Hand down, man down Still listen enough to hate and then tell 'em they a fan now, huh Welcome to the family You know ain't no plan B It's cool if you struggle with yo' walk, we got a lot of Bambi's [Chorus: Torey D'Shaun] This that part of the day Where you go berserk (Yeah) We go crazy, better pray that you don't get hurt This ain't a drift, flip the switch, we on red alert (Yeah) I got a handful of dessert, and a sweaty shirt (Look at my shot, at my shot) Look at me let loose Look at my dance moves Look at the sole of my shoes Look at the soul of my crew I know they see me wylin' I know they see me wylin' I know they see me wylin' I know they see me wylin'