
Billion Dollars Futuristic & Devvon Terrell (Ft. MOO$H & Oliver Feighan)
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[Intro: Devvon Terrell & Futuristic]
I feel like a billion dollars (What you worth, what you worth?)
Yeah, I feel like a billion dollars
[Verse 1: Futuristic]
Yeah, yo
I feel like, look like, smell like, dressed like eighteen billion dollars
On the green like I'm a golfer, dressed like I'm an Harvard scholar
Pop my collar, not on Twitter much but everybody follow
I don't want no kids so all my chicks know that they have to swallow
Look like I own the whole block, might hit the beach with no socks
Wave to four cops, my taco get dropped
I'm cold like Dippin' Dots, I knew I was gon' pop
Futuristic been that nigga in the city
But now I'm all around the globe
My entire family been askin' for loans
So I'm throwin' money like I'm at a toll
Whoa, slow, yo, roll, bro, troll, essential part, green thumb
Nobody slowin' me down and you lookin' like you just hit five-hundred speed bumps
What I need is pussy, money and weed
A drink, something to eat
A microphone I can heat up
Don't try no funny shit with my money, bitch, or you might get beat up
[Hook: Devvon Terrell]
I feel like a billion dollars (What you worth, what you worth?)
I feel like a billion dollars (What you worth, what you worth?)
I feel like a billion dollars (What you worth, what you worth?)
I feel like a billion dollars
I feel like a billion dollars (What you worth, what you worth?)
Yeah, I feel like a billion dollars
[Verse 1: Futuristic]
Yeah, yo
I feel like, look like, smell like, dressed like eighteen billion dollars
On the green like I'm a golfer, dressed like I'm an Harvard scholar
Pop my collar, not on Twitter much but everybody follow
I don't want no kids so all my chicks know that they have to swallow
Look like I own the whole block, might hit the beach with no socks
Wave to four cops, my taco get dropped
I'm cold like Dippin' Dots, I knew I was gon' pop
Futuristic been that nigga in the city
But now I'm all around the globe
My entire family been askin' for loans
So I'm throwin' money like I'm at a toll
Whoa, slow, yo, roll, bro, troll, essential part, green thumb
Nobody slowin' me down and you lookin' like you just hit five-hundred speed bumps
What I need is pussy, money and weed
A drink, something to eat
A microphone I can heat up
Don't try no funny shit with my money, bitch, or you might get beat up
[Hook: Devvon Terrell]
I feel like a billion dollars (What you worth, what you worth?)
I feel like a billion dollars (What you worth, what you worth?)
I feel like a billion dollars (What you worth, what you worth?)
I feel like a billion dollars
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