Yeah, uh-uh
So I'm f*cked up, geeked up (uh)
Leaning like a tree trunk (yeah)
I just dropped the blunt, doing jumps off a speed bump (hey, woo)
I don't keep no girl but they just show up when I need one (hey)
Baby, give me life like it's night at the museum, ay (wow)
All about my freedom, nigga, f*ck your ego (oh)
Tryna move the people (oh), tryna catch a threesome, ay (uh-huh)
You think we competing, our goals is different, I told you niggas (okay, uh)
I could never be happy with millions, at least ten figures
I need a billi' (billi') (uh)
A billi' (billi') (oh)
A billi' (billi') (ay)
A billi' (billi') (ah)
A billi' (billi') (ooh)
A billi' (billi') (hey)
A billi' (billi') (huh?)
Really (really?)
A billi' (oh)
A billi' (billi') (ay)
A billi' (billi') (ca-ching)
A billi' (really) (oh)
A billi' (really) (ay)
A billi' (really) (oh)
Really (billi') (uh)
A billi
Read a lot of books so my bank account woke
Bitch up 24/7 that ain't no joke, ha
I'ma get money long as grass still grow
'Cause it's hard being a nigga, it's worst being poor
I spend thousands every week
Man, I gotta make sure my people eat
I done buried soldiers from the
Ball out for my niggas from the 3
You got a mili', man, I want a billi', man
I want trilli', man, I want some more, I'm buying my hood up
I got like twenty-five streams of income and they on heavy flow
Grew up with holes all in my clothes
Shopping at Burlington looking for coats
Niggas back then had a whole lot of jokes
Fast forward ten now I'm flipping off boats, hoo
Let me slow it down a bit, flip the coins like bit
True story my first advance, lot of ones went to strippers
Still a West side nigga, wven though I rock the turban
Bag lady in the bac ground, count it up 'cause I want a
Billi' (billi') (uh)
A billi' (billi') (oh)
A billi' (billi') (ay)
A billi' (billi') (ah)
A billi' (billi') (ooh)
A billi' (billi') (hey)
A billi' (billi') (huh?)
Really (really?)
A billi' (oh)
A billi' (billi') (ay)
A billi' (billi') (ca-ching)
A billi' (really) (oh)
A billi' (really) (ay)
A billi' (really) (oh)
Really (billi')
A billi
I feel like a God on this earth, lil' nigga
I can tell you slow up on these perks, lil' nigga
Bad bitch, she came with a big Berk', lil' nigga
Mad rich, ain't nan to get you murked, lil' nigga, Pluto
I was in the field with all the junkies and the scammers
Gucci had the tote, look like I got on my pajamas
I put on my chains on and I get ghost on a bitch
I get on that drank and she wanna sip my cup now
Ridin' with my iffany in my hand got my top down
Count money, I'm firing up a blunt while I get mopped down
Ain't got no time to be explaining to my bih-nay
I get up when I get there ain't stopping at no red light
Came out the bando with them junkies and zombies
Anytime a nigga know to go to that church on a Monday
Heard about a murder, no, we don't know nothin'
I be posted up with them demons, where you find me at?
Pluto
(I will extol thee)