Lyrics

Yeah (yeah, yeah) Oh, oh, oh (oh, oh, oh, oh) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh Why you worried 'bout me? Don't need to flex on the 'gram, I stay low-key It's time to go out, been working all week She said she wanna come ride, so I gave her the keys We changed it up, got disco trending I make moves while y'all pretending I don't see this night ending, so move your feet I'm with your girl and we move them sheets I keep going, money on repeat I'm Billy and I stay hot, you chilly I got bars like Celly, make that milly Cars from overseas I'ma need that sauce with my chicken wings Let the beat ride We gon' dance until the sun rise Ooh, ooh-oh Ooh, ooh-oh This that good feeling, show me you're with it Iced out watch, now she knows I'm winnin' Ooh, ooh-oh Ooh, ooh-oh This that good feeling, show me you're with it Iced out teeth, she loves when I'm grinning Man, I'm feeling like Johnny Sins (ayy) How I fucked your mom and I stole your bitch (what? What?) I got a pocketful of cash and a handful of ass (yeah) I be dressing like a dad, they don't know that I'm rich (ayy, ayy), ayy Like fuck it (what?), McLovin (yeah) Super bad how I had your bitch bussin' Open up the safe and you know it's all hundreds I be getting money and you know that's abundant, ayy Posted on the block, I'm with some bad ho's (what?) Speedin' in the Masi, they been thinking I'm an asshole When I walk up in the spot, see my wrist froze Now I'm rocking V.I.P. up at the next show, uh And you know I want it all Gold chains, gold rings 'cause we never gonna fall Got my bitch to the side, now they thinking that I ball Billy Marchiafava and MC Virgins standing tall, ayy (ayy, ayy, ayy) Ooh, ooh-oh Ooh, ooh-oh This that good feeling, show me you're with it Iced out watch, now she knows I'm winnin' Ooh, ooh-oh Ooh, ooh-oh This that good feeling, show me you're with it (ayy, ayy) Iced out teeth, she loves when I'm grinning (ayy, ayy) You know I'ma tell you what to do, ayy Ridin' 'round town without a roof, then I'm hopping out the coupe When I'm dropping shit, you hittin' snooze, ayy Supa Hot Fire, all wins, I don't lose, ayy Baby, I don't want drama (I don't want drama) So let's kick it in Bahamas 'Cause this that new wave, turn it up Me and Billy bumpin' 'til the fuckin' sun come up, come on Ooh, ooh-oh Ooh, ooh-oh This that good feeling, show me you're with it Iced out watch, now she knows I'm winnin' Ooh, ooh-oh Ooh, ooh-oh This that good feeling, show me you're with it Iced out teeth, she loves when I'm grinning
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, William R Marchiafava Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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