Outro - B-Real, Berner

Wit' sharks on they fist

Young Berner got gills behind his jaws

Squares on his hands and feet

He’s the big pescado

The mothafuckin' envisionado goin' full throttle

From the San Francisco sewer to a entrepreneur

Poppin' champagne bottles, fuckin' top notch models

Hittin' switches on bitches and leavin' snitches in ditches

Smokin' cookies by the pound

Real niggas love it, suckas frown

And if ya can’t swim from town to town

You bound to drown

And if ya black or brown they tryna lock us down

Young Berner from the underground

To the top of the mound

Where everybody wanna hound and hang around

Just know, a ant’ll kick an elephant if he catch 'em down

So stay on ya P’s and keys, keep pushin' trees

And givin' these streets what they need

And the first time a nigga violate, make 'em bleed

Impregnate his lips and menestrate his nose

And if the violations is egregious

Fill 'em full of bullet holes