[Chorus: Billy Billions]
Back where I started again, Right back in this dinger again
The trap phone is ringin' again, Straight droppin' this dinner again
Back where I started again, Right back in this dinger again
The trap phone is ringin' again, Straight droppin' this dinner again
I'm in the kitchen, She thinks I'm cookin' a steak
She must've made a mistake, Really, I'm whippin' the flake
I'm like a doctor, Most of clients are patients
I told my girl to be patient, I'm makin' moves on the pavement
I'm in the kitchen, She thinks I'm cookin' a steak
She must've made a mistake, Really, I'm whippin' the flake
I'm like a doctor, Most of clients are patients
I told my girl to be patient, I'm makin' moves on the pavement
[Verse 1: Billy Billions]
She ask what I do for a livin', And then the trap phone starts ringin'
Numerous bootings and chingings, But we don't even tell these women
All I know is melt this snow, I nearly burnt the Pyrex bowl
The bujj run clean on the fold, Bang Gang, Stain Gang hoe
Still divising the O, And I'm riskin' my life for the stove
He try leave me leading ropes, I made a killin' in O
Frontline when it's crunch time, Hood phone like a cunch line
I ain't tryna do the punchline, Done two racks by lunchtime
[Verse 2: DLA]
Twist it, now there's red juice like Fanta
When I tap with smoke, when this thing goes sneeze
You can catch a disease like asthma
Like Santa, controllin' the big nose
And man's red duckin' yutes in anger
Like, please don't talk 'bout banter
If it's no love, straight chings, take it that far
He got chinged and he wan' turn rapper
It don't makes sense, my man is a capper
TJ left Twin, know that one
Twin left Twin, bet you didn't know that one
Free all my peeps, ridin' on bang up
On the landin' do Kung Fu Panda
Try escape my ting, got wrapped up
I was shoutin' out for myself
Like, "bro, wagwan for that one?"
[?] Ls, I'm smackin'
Any members throwing Ls, I'm packin'
If I catch him and he's lackin'
Sad ting, I'm showin' guys my shank I ain't ramping
I'd rather go beat it like Jackson
In the trap, some trap with these fractions
If I was in love with the dot
[?] looks light and she cuts the pattern
Bally on face 'cause these pigs been plottin'
Plus we got Shaggy and Scooby
[?] so we know that's shottin'
And I'm in this bando for days
Opp blocking if your door caves in start knocking
I'm from trap to trap they still can't-
Back where I started again, Right back in this dinger again
The trap phone is ringin' again, Straight droppin' this dinner again
Back where I started again, Right back in this dinger again
The trap phone is ringin' again, Straight droppin' this dinner again
I'm in the kitchen, She thinks I'm cookin' a steak
She must've made a mistake, Really, I'm whippin' the flake
I'm like a doctor, Most of clients are patients
I told my girl to be patient, I'm makin' moves on the pavement
I'm in the kitchen, She thinks I'm cookin' a steak
She must've made a mistake, Really, I'm whippin' the flake
I'm like a doctor, Most of clients are patients
I told my girl to be patient, I'm makin' moves on the pavement
[Verse 1: Billy Billions]
She ask what I do for a livin', And then the trap phone starts ringin'
Numerous bootings and chingings, But we don't even tell these women
All I know is melt this snow, I nearly burnt the Pyrex bowl
The bujj run clean on the fold, Bang Gang, Stain Gang hoe
Still divising the O, And I'm riskin' my life for the stove
He try leave me leading ropes, I made a killin' in O
Frontline when it's crunch time, Hood phone like a cunch line
I ain't tryna do the punchline, Done two racks by lunchtime
[Verse 2: DLA]
Twist it, now there's red juice like Fanta
When I tap with smoke, when this thing goes sneeze
You can catch a disease like asthma
Like Santa, controllin' the big nose
And man's red duckin' yutes in anger
Like, please don't talk 'bout banter
If it's no love, straight chings, take it that far
He got chinged and he wan' turn rapper
It don't makes sense, my man is a capper
TJ left Twin, know that one
Twin left Twin, bet you didn't know that one
Free all my peeps, ridin' on bang up
On the landin' do Kung Fu Panda
Try escape my ting, got wrapped up
I was shoutin' out for myself
Like, "bro, wagwan for that one?"
[?] Ls, I'm smackin'
Any members throwing Ls, I'm packin'
If I catch him and he's lackin'
Sad ting, I'm showin' guys my shank I ain't ramping
I'd rather go beat it like Jackson
In the trap, some trap with these fractions
If I was in love with the dot
[?] looks light and she cuts the pattern
Bally on face 'cause these pigs been plottin'
Plus we got Shaggy and Scooby
[?] so we know that's shottin'
And I'm in this bando for days
Opp blocking if your door caves in start knocking
I'm from trap to trap they still can't-
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