BILLI - EarthGang, Future

So I’m fucked up

Geeked up

Leaning like a tree trunk

I just dropped the blunt

Doing jumps

Off a speed bump

I don’t keep no girl

But they just show up when I need one

Baby give me life

Like its night at the museum

Ay

All about my freedom

Nigga fuck your ego

Tryna move the people

Tryna Catch a threesome

AY

You think we competing our goals is different

I told you niggas

I could never be happy with millions

At least ten figures

I need a Billi (a Billi)

A Billi (a Billi)

A Billi (a Billi)

A Billi (really)

A Billi (a Billi)

A Billi (a Billi)

A Billi (a Billi)

Really (a Billi)

Read a lot of books so my bank account woke

Bitch up 24/7 that ain’t no joke

Imma get money long as grass still grow

Cause it’s hard be a nigga, it’s worst being poor

I spend thousands every week

Man I gotta make sure my people eat

I don’t buried soldiers from the 4, ball out for my nights from the 3

You got a milli man I want a Billi man I want trilli man I want some more,

I’m buying my hood up

I got like 25 streams of income and they on Heavy flow

Grew up with homes all in my clothes

Shopping at Burlington looking for coats

Niggas back then had a whole lot of jokes

Fast forward 10 now I’m flipping off boats

Wheew, 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

Even though I rock the turban

Bag lady in the back ground, count it up cause I want a Billi

I need a Billi (a Billi)

A Billi (a Billi)

A Billi (a Billi)

A Billi (really)

A Billi (a Billi)

A Billi (a Billi)

A Billi (a Billi)

Really (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 you can’t put a big Berk lil nigga

Mad rich and that get you murked lil nigga

I was in the field with all the junkies and the scammers

Gucci had the tote on like I got on my pajamas

I put on my chains on and I get ghost on all my bitches

I get on that drank and she wanna sip my cup now

Ridin with my iffany in my hand got my top down

Countin money I’m firing up with a blunt while they block gettin mopped down

Ain’t got no time to be explaining to bitch night

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 its a Monday

Heard about a murder no we don’t know nothin

I be posted up with them demons where you find me at?

Hold up