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Hi Billie

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Hi Billie

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(Something's in the—)

(Pink)

Yeah

Hi Billie

Pop-pop with the flow, drop-drop, get it low

Yah, yah, finna go, top five, Billie goat

Clothes with design from Milan, my fit is bold

Bro did his time like a stopwatch, get him home

On lock with the ho, hot box with the smoke

IRS pro'ly see this little rich kid

Wanna freeze my cheese like a hot pocket in cold

Openin' her walls till it's lookin' like a hall, Arsenio

Foie gras with a loaf

Chop-chop, bring the bros, white wine, finna toast

Whole day spit, but I'm nighttime with the hoes

Bro don't strip, but he might slide with the pole, pole, pole

Why your hype die? 'Causе my light hit the globe

Hide insidе mine, you guys might get a glow

Find the WiFi and find my video

It's Hip-hop Twitter gon' have a field day, uh (yeah)

Bitch got Fendi on, know she feel great (yeah)

If she wearin' True Religion, it’s a deal break (yeah)

Fuck it, rappers get a little bit of money

Post a California roll and think they really doing something (yeah)

Me, I got good taste way beyond the money

Put Balenci' in the suitcase, Chrome Heart be on me

Got a homie with a new piece, he Mahatma Gandhi

Cheerleader, it’s the routine if he caught a body-ody-ody

He Megan with it, I salute him for that

The God is movin', you gotta do hallelujahs for that

My broad is Jewish, Shabbat, she give top as soon she back

My pop music will probably plop me new on the map (yeah, yeah)

I drop you in your tracks, my guy shoot when he mad

He in arts and crafts class, he hot glue with the strap

My stock boomin', in fact, if you think I'ma fall below

You witness mission impossible, Tom Cruise in the cast

I'm not you, you can never be too different

Zoom, zoom with a few cool bitches

All different colors on the table like they balls in a game of pool

I'm the pool cue hittin'

Millionaire, hit me, dog, yeah

Fair like Billie blond hair, get me on air

Token got the voice to bring the bitches all with him all there

Then seduce 'em with a Giveon flair

Yeah, I ain't surprised when they call it corny

It's corny I gotta do this shit

For you to group me with these artists that I'm out-performing (yeah, yeah)

How’s your morning?

I woke up in a ten-thousand dollar bed with a Persian bitch

Lookin' for the cringy lyrical starter kit

But I could only find some rich person shit

I got an album comin', sure you'll get the word of it, uh-huh

I swerve a bit and kick the curb, just

Like I did with her and shit, the whip reverse, my pinky worth a

Couple K, I'm kiddin', bitch, it’s just a third of it, uh-huh

Kill the shit and skip the verdict, bitch, the jury must be hung

Hang it up like it's wet, you in-debt with me

Got a bitch in fishnet, the kid went fishing

When I rip the fishnet, the kid met kitty

Got a ring on index, what big bread get me (yeah, yeah)

Shit, get the Windex, the whip, yep, filthy

I'm slick, I slip checks to bitch next to me

Not bitch, a princess, the king-bed fit me

And it fit the chick's friend, the chick's friend with me (yeah)

Sift through big checks when interest hit me

In a crib with big rent and big men with me (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I don’t give no chin-check, I'm rich, yeah, silly

Bro, hit me direct if it get sticky, that stick, stick, stick

What do my guys say? Click, click, click

What the garage say? Whip, whip, whip

What do all y'all say? Shit, shit, shit

Toke comin' for the shit, shit

Pop in the bitch like it was: Mm, surprise

Y'all had a run, but now, mm, it's mine (yeah)

Fuckin' up plans and it's gotta be a sign

Bro talk with his hands like he tryna be a mime (yeah)

Toke back in demand, and it's feelin' like time

Treat me like the champ in the ring, no friendship

Whip so nice that I don't take exit

Brand new rim, re-tire, like pension (yeah)

NY block and my real close friend is

Ringo Starr, with a stick, he legend

When they react to this shit, when it

Drops, they don't gotta do no pretendin'

I don’t got no fuckin' co-sign

I don’t need a feature to be stable

They gon' clown me for bein' different

What the fuck did he name his label?

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