[Intro: Billionaire Black]
"What's up, Big Worm?"
"How much you got left?"
"Man, I got a lot"
"You still ain't sold that weed, Smokey?"
"Man, I'm trying to, Worm. Niggas are broke these days"
"I don't think you applying yourself, Smokey"
"Huh?"
"You smoking my shit?"
"Hell nah. Fuck with your shit? Hell nah"
"You smoking my shit?"
"Man, why would I do some shit like that?"
"I don't want have to fuck you up, Smokey, but playing with my money is like playing with my emotions"
Let's get it
[Verse 1: Billionaire Black]
Look, bang-bang, that's my shit (Bang-bang)
Thirty-shot clip, I'll pop shit (Thirty, thirty)
Run up on Billion, catch hot shit (Billionaire)
Say I ain't out here, nigga, stop it (Stop flexin')
Look, bitch, I'm rollin' off a deuce (Off a deuce)
Shout out to them hitters on the deuce (On the deuce)
Run up on Billion, he'll shoot (Boom, boom)
Let's expose niggas, time to tell the truth (Let's get it, bail out)
Look, you say you ball in the streets, son (Ballout?)
I ain't never seen you ball in the streets, son (William)
Catch SD lackin' on Front Street, son (Stop lackin')
Run up on the nigga, boom-boom, nigga, he done (Boom-boom, man down)
Ridin' foreign, but we used to ride Nissan (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You niggas Pro Tool therms, you niggas peons (Stop flexin')
Chopper with a knife flipped the nigga, he done (Blah)
You niggas gettin' played out like reruns (Let's get it)
Duck left Edai on the E-way (Number 3)
Picked his head up, sold it on eBay (BDK)
Speed racin' for the money like a relay (Let's get it)
And I can fuck your main bitch any day (Let's get it)
No lackin' in the field, keep the steel (Whoo)
Smokin' dope to the face, Sour Dill (Dope)
See, a lot of these rappers ain't real
Def Jam hear this, you gon' lose your deal (Goofy)
Look, ten toes down in the hood (Ten toes down)
I ain't Keef, I ain't tweetin' in the damn woods (I ain't in the woods)
Got the pole on me, wish a nigga damn would (No lackin')
Hundred goons with me, nigga, it's an ambush (Let's get it)
Street sweeper, man, it sweep out your whole block (Blah, blah)
Catch Boss Top comin' out of O'Block (No lackin')
Red beam, nigga, open up your top (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
That's what he get for tryna pull the Clout ho card
Look, off the molly, probably OD (OD)
I smoke OG (Overdose) by the o-z (Dope)
Nigga's talkin' like he really know me (You know me?)
If I'm a bitch, fuck nigga, then show me (You know where I'm at, son)
Make me go back to the old me
When I used to keep thirties in them toasters (Old days)
Hit a nigga with the Cobra, it's over (Brrlah, brrlah, blah, blah)
Fuck nigga, expose ya
"What's up, Big Worm?"
"How much you got left?"
"Man, I got a lot"
"You still ain't sold that weed, Smokey?"
"Man, I'm trying to, Worm. Niggas are broke these days"
"I don't think you applying yourself, Smokey"
"Huh?"
"You smoking my shit?"
"Hell nah. Fuck with your shit? Hell nah"
"You smoking my shit?"
"Man, why would I do some shit like that?"
"I don't want have to fuck you up, Smokey, but playing with my money is like playing with my emotions"
Let's get it
[Verse 1: Billionaire Black]
Look, bang-bang, that's my shit (Bang-bang)
Thirty-shot clip, I'll pop shit (Thirty, thirty)
Run up on Billion, catch hot shit (Billionaire)
Say I ain't out here, nigga, stop it (Stop flexin')
Look, bitch, I'm rollin' off a deuce (Off a deuce)
Shout out to them hitters on the deuce (On the deuce)
Run up on Billion, he'll shoot (Boom, boom)
Let's expose niggas, time to tell the truth (Let's get it, bail out)
Look, you say you ball in the streets, son (Ballout?)
I ain't never seen you ball in the streets, son (William)
Catch SD lackin' on Front Street, son (Stop lackin')
Run up on the nigga, boom-boom, nigga, he done (Boom-boom, man down)
Ridin' foreign, but we used to ride Nissan (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
You niggas Pro Tool therms, you niggas peons (Stop flexin')
Chopper with a knife flipped the nigga, he done (Blah)
You niggas gettin' played out like reruns (Let's get it)
Duck left Edai on the E-way (Number 3)
Picked his head up, sold it on eBay (BDK)
Speed racin' for the money like a relay (Let's get it)
And I can fuck your main bitch any day (Let's get it)
No lackin' in the field, keep the steel (Whoo)
Smokin' dope to the face, Sour Dill (Dope)
See, a lot of these rappers ain't real
Def Jam hear this, you gon' lose your deal (Goofy)
Look, ten toes down in the hood (Ten toes down)
I ain't Keef, I ain't tweetin' in the damn woods (I ain't in the woods)
Got the pole on me, wish a nigga damn would (No lackin')
Hundred goons with me, nigga, it's an ambush (Let's get it)
Street sweeper, man, it sweep out your whole block (Blah, blah)
Catch Boss Top comin' out of O'Block (No lackin')
Red beam, nigga, open up your top (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
That's what he get for tryna pull the Clout ho card
Look, off the molly, probably OD (OD)
I smoke OG (Overdose) by the o-z (Dope)
Nigga's talkin' like he really know me (You know me?)
If I'm a bitch, fuck nigga, then show me (You know where I'm at, son)
Make me go back to the old me
When I used to keep thirties in them toasters (Old days)
Hit a nigga with the Cobra, it's over (Brrlah, brrlah, blah, blah)
Fuck nigga, expose ya
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