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Lyrics

[Intro: BILLIØN] (I like this XA music) (Zaan) Nigga gon' act like they was in that mofuckin' struggle wit' a nigga Nigga wasn't in that mofuckin' struggle wit' a nigga Tell a nigga pop out when them bullets fly bitch [Chorus: BILLIØN] Bitch only getting a ticket for ass shakin' Pussy poppin', back breakin' He cut that block, get his tab paid off She say the shots make her ass stay up That boy sling the iron like Magneto That boy send that drop, he got time, make him wait on it She askin' a nigga, "What time you tryna' get ate up?" Her brand new Cleef diamonds gon' shine in the day tho You ain't sittin' on that drop, give a fuck 'bout a K tho She turn Mary Poppins when she drink on añejo Red diamonds buss like a goddamn tomato She say, "We fuckin', no condom today tho" Why lil' Teezus jump out the droptop, hangin' In person know that they don't want no face-off Tryna' get in that truck, we gon' go back on Greyhound They come single-file down that block and they fan out Ayy, ay, let's get it [Verse: BILLIØN] I swear my bitch too sexy I heard your friend talkin' to the dead now Hold up, think somebody said sum'? Mm, mm, can't nobody hear nun' Know the bitch better knock it if the feds come I'm from the city where they knock off his lil' one Might got a bitch tryna' fuck in her feelings Know a freaky bitch, bite a nigga ear off Tired of these fuck niggas hiding in the wilderness And all these dyke niggas tryna' get a clique-up [Verse: Tezzus] Phønk! Yea, yea, yea Money on my head, I'm still outside Send your demon up to God I be tweakin' on these pieces, it look like I'm doing fraud I spot the opp, let's follow him and leave that boy in the garage You spot the Phønk wit' a bitch taller than him, she model for Louis Vuitton I was on the top floor boolin' wit' a gun Watching cartoons and gettin' my dick sucked When I come, she using her tounge She don't even need no motherfuckin' tissue I'm a mafia døn, you will get your issue My bro tryna' sell that dirty pistol It was malice murder when we killed him It's a dead man, can't come back to get you Real get money girls in my militia I could make her stab you when she kiss you Get money gang Bitch, Dølla gang around the world, go ask somebody Ice cream diamonds Bleeding, look like swirls from Baskin Robins Put a bitch name Chanel inside Celine, now that's designer That's fashion, that's clean Yes, W-Y-D? I'm doing sign-up's with my fiends [Chorus: BILLIØN] Bitch only getting a ticket for ass shakin' Pussy poppin', back breakin' He cut that block, get his tab paid off She say the shots make her ass stay up That boy sling the iron like Magneto That boy send that drop, he got time, make him wait on it She askin' a nigga, "What time you tryna' get ate up?" Her brand new Cleef diamonds gon' shine in the day tho You ain't sittin' on that drop, give a fuck 'bout a K tho She turn Mary Poppins when she drink on añejo Red diamonds buss like a goddamn tomato She say, "We fuckin', no condom today tho" Why lil' Teezus jump out the droptop, hangin' In person know that they don't want no face-off Tryna' get in that truck, we gon' go back on Greyhound They come single-file down that block and they fan out Ayy, ay, let's get it, let's get it