Blackberry Hill lyrics

(Hook: Yamine)
We talkin' Black berries
We talkin' fat berries
We dealing with something that's real heavy (bro)
That's why my facts buried
I ain't playin in no mud
I ain't even married (bro)
Hey, hey

(Verse 1: Yamine)
My youngins got that ice
Plus they will pay that price
I don't play with freaking guns
But I will shoot you twice
Had to come up with enough money to get some rice
Keep messing wit me Youngblood I won't be so nice
I'm from blackberry hill
Where my homies go and kill
I'm not freaking lying boy I do this for a live
Where my homie Herdme will go and scrape yo kids
What you mean little homie?
You ain't got that cheese
I can four million in one hour
You think I'm make believe? (ho)
Keep messin' with me, then I will grab my 44
Messin with my show
I never ever play with a ho
Cuz she on da floor
Little bro
(Hook: Yamine)
We talkin' Black berries
We talkin' fat berries
We dealing with something that's real heavy (bro)
That's why my facts buried
I ain't playin in no mud
I ain't even married (bro)
Hey, hey

(Verse 2: HERDME)
I don't know what you thinking
Blackberry Hill got me drinking
Every single day I make play
I ain't make believing
Just came from down south
Man them figures wasn't comin' clean and
Now I'm up north making raps for this season
There's a reason why she teasin'
I don't know I'm just cheesin'
Blackberry Hill make this lyrics all freaking even
So Yamine go turn up da bass
Cuz I'm in a race
Watch me go get some cash for my wraith
Expensive ass car I might need some mace
Cuz if someone try to roll up
They will be in my safe
(Hook: Yamine)
We talkin' Black berries
We talkin' fat berries
We dealing with something that's real heavy (bro)
That's why my facts buried
I ain't playin in no mud
I ain't even married (bro)
Hey, hey (repeat)

(Verse 3: [Yamine] HERDME)
[Watch the ball fall like Curry, while I go get me a Flurry]
HerdMe don't mess with ratchets, I want me a girly
[What you mean a girl]
I mean the type that will love me, Love me, touch me, everything you think little cousin
[Blackberry Hill is a place to go chill]
But if a n*gga run up then it's time to kill
[it's going to be his last meal]
No more words to go peel
[the thing he peel is them meal worms on the seal]
That's yo problem now, it's time to get on out
[get out my face right no before I blow yo freaking cap down]
I'm getting out now
[sellin' dope by da pound now]
If they forget they rent, then it's time to bounce now...

(Hook: Yamine)
We talkin' Black berries
We talkin' fat berries
We dealing with something that's real heavy (bro)
That's why my facts buried
I ain't playin in no mud
I ain't even married (bro)
Hey, hey (repeat)
Let's Go....