Billy N Mandy

MPK Mini get me through this shit already got tags on another bitch
You know I got a ball up my other wrist, injured as fuck but she callin' me selfish
Watch in a month, gon' be callin' me wealthy, don't give a fuck, don't be sendin' me selfies
You call me up, then we fuck in the telly, dick in your belly, you know that's your favorite
Smoking good gas, you know that's my fragrance, this kush my cologne, you know that's my favorite
Yeah, we just finna ride to this beat that I made on this MPK Mini
Tell that bitch, nigga, I ain't tweeting, nigga just get with me
Questioning my credibility, you silly, I be with reapers, niggas like Billy
My niggas don't dance, but we can get silly, I just had his bitch and she roll like a wheelie
You questioning my credibility
If you he ain't gang, I'ma, with his
If you ain't gang, I'ma creep with the bitch, the beat kinda soft, but I'ma still talk shit
It's some different type of music, but this shit still a hit
I done hit so many bitches, I done made so many clips
I done hit so many notes, I done made so many hits
And I remember when it all started down like shit
We just finna ride, yeah yeah
We just finna ride, we just finna ride to the shit I just made
I ain't really tryna brag, but I'm chill in first place
I bet when I drop that album, I'ma put him in his place
When I see that nigga, I'ma put him in a fuckin' grave
When I hit that pussy, know I put that shit up in a grave
How the water still blue, but the sky always gray
I don't know, I just know a nigga need to get paid
All these hoes, I just know that a nigga
All these hoes I just know a nigga need to get laid
She want a nigga with some chips and I ain't talkin' bout lays
I want a bitch so thick and she go both ways
You know I'm winning like I hit both of my parlays