Billy

Lyrics

I keep a roll, I keep a roll
 I hit ten bitches all in a row
 Turnin' down hoes, I got too many
 Turnin' down shows, I got too many
 Having these racks 'cause I got plenty
 This a Mulsanne, I'm in a Bentley
 I only bought it to juice up my image
 Rose on my gold, Dolce my toes
 Dolce my clothes, dolce my hoes
 Open the safe, punch in a code
 I'm on a harbor, I bought a boat
 I fuck with Bloods, I fuck with Locs
 I got them blues, I got them notes
 They call me Billy 'cause I'm the G.O.A.T.
 I fuck with the streets, I give 'em hope
 I fuck with lil' mama, she give me throat
 I'm not a fad, I'm not a trend
 I'm not your man, don't compare me to him
 12 pull up on me, I'm dippin' from them
 USPS, I'm still shippin' it in
 I'm in a Dodge and I sit behind tint
 Gotta get more 'cause I'm never content
 They cannot break me, I'm never gon' flinch
 Scary ass nigga, quit actin' so tense
 Eight different flavors, I'm havin' selections
 Back in high school, had that pack in detention
 She bad as fuck, make me stand at attention
 She bad as fuck, damn, I gotta go get her
 That money don't wait, so I gotta go get it
 This whip looking plain, so I gotta go kit it
 Making threats on the 'Gram, so I gotta go kill him
 She like the moment I put this shit in her
 I'm low-key serving these packs in a rental
 I like the way that she smile with them dimples
 Fuck what he doin', I'm doin' it bigger
 Got pride like a lion, I'm feelin' like Simba
 I feel like Kawhi, I got D for these bitches
 Deontay Wilder, I'm hittin' these bitches
 This blunt too loud, I ain't hearin' these niggas
 Only do papers, ain't doin' no Swishers
 I keep a roll, I keep a roll
 I hit ten bitches all in a row
 Turnin' down hoes, I got too many
 Turnin' down shows, I got too many
 Having these racks 'cause I got plenty
 This a Mulsanne, I'm in a Bentley
 I only bought it to juice up my image
 Rose on my gold, Dolce my toes
 Dolce my clothes, dolce my hoes
 Open the safe, punch in a code
 I'm on a harbor, I bought a boat
 I fuck with Bloods, I fuck with Locs
 I got them blues, I got them notes
 They call me Billy 'cause I'm the G.O.A.T.
 I fuck with the streets, I give 'em hope
 

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Duration
01:49
Key
1
Tempo
140 BPM

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