[Intro: Choppa Da Goon]
Yeah
Go tell 'em
Go tell 'em
Uh (Yeah)

[Chorus: Choppa Da Goon, Billionaire Black & Both]
I'm so hot, I might melt in here
Gon' tell 'em (Tell 'em) they gon' need some help this year (Yeah)
Gon' tell 'em we on top, we done left this year
And I'm balling (Balling), I think I need a ref in here (Yeah) (Billionaire)
I'm so hot, I might melt in here
Gon' tell 'em (Tell 'em) they gon' need some help this year (Uh-huh) (Billionaire)
Gon' tеll 'em we on top (Billionaire), wе done left this year (Billionaire)
And I'm balling (Balling), I think I need a ref in here (Yeah) (Billionaire, Billionaire, Billionaire)

[Verse 1: Billionaire Black]
I'm on fire, but bitch, I'm iced out (I'm icy)
Don't stare too hard, I'll probably knock your lights out (They gone)
See, my niggas play plumber, probably pull the pipe out (Bang)
Shout out to President Dot (Dot, Dot, Dot), cooling in the White House
Man, I told y'all niggas that it's my year (It's my year)
Is this a race? 'Cause I'm in first, man, y'all niggas in the rear
I got money out the rear (Bands, bands, bands), I leave money out the ass
Plus, you know I got that bag (Swag, swag, swag) with a billion-dollar swag
Tell me, why you niggas mad? (Huh?) It's Billion, Duck, and Choppa (Chop)
Fugazi-ass nigga, Choppa hit him with that chopper (Brrat)
Dreaded like Jamaicans or shooting like a rasta (Bang)
Flyer than propellers (I'm high), higher than a helicopter (I'm gone)
I'm fly and bitch, I'm so proper (Huh?), free my broski Muscles (Mohawk)
All I know is trap, flipping bricks, I got to hustle (Give me that)
Yeah, and tell my DJ to turn me up (Turn up)
Somebody call a firetruck, I swear I'm burning up (Hey)
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