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Billi
album cover
Billi 由 Universal-Island Records Ltd. 於 2017年8月4日發行,收錄於專輯《El Clasico》中
2017年8月4日
標籤Universal-Island Records Ltd.
語言English
BPM70
旋律
原聲音質
Valence
節奏感
輕快

歌詞

[Verse 1]
Yeah
On my grease right now
We're on that
Whatever you're on, we're on that, fam
Trust me
Local
Let's go
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
Yeah
Sorry to my mum
Live by the gun
I ain't putting mine down, yeah
Hating **** everywhere
They wanna lick man down, yeah
[Verse 3]
Fekky, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
Yeah, talking beef, fucking punk
Look at you now, yeah
Fekky, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
Yeah, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
[Verse 4]
Yeah, they wanna take my life, wanna take my life
Check it
So we gotta buy more straps
Gotta bake more pies
Yeah
[Verse 5]
You don't wanna talk my name
Wanna spread them lies
Catch him on the road
And make a bad boy run for his life, yeah
Hard of hearing
But he'll listen with a gun in his spine
Man will take one of yours
You ain't even gotta take one of mine
[Verse 6]
Yeah, young spray
I'm talking bare carbine
Yeah
Fekky
I ain't been this greasy in time
I got rich out the band-o
Hating ****, can't handle
Your girl says she was singing my song
And you went off the handle
[Verse 7]
Yeah, fuckboy talking shit on wax
Man will blow out your candle
Head get mangled and dangled
If I hear man find my angle
Yeah, these brothers ain't got your back
Trust me, brother, they'll cheat you
These brothers wanna run to the feds
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
[Verse 8]
Sorry to my mum
Live by the gun
I ain't putting mine down, yeah
Hating **** everywhere
They wanna lick man down, yeah
[Verse 9]
Fekky, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
Yeah, talking beef, fucking punk
Look at you now, yeah
Fekky, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
Yeah, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
[Verse 10]
Yeah, they wanna take my life, wanna take my life
Check it
So we gotta buy more straps
Gotta bake more pies
Fekky
[Verse 11]
I don't wanna play no more
I don't wanna sit in no room and hear **** them
Talking 'bout the game no more
Yeah
It ain't the same no more
I'm back with a bang with a new wave
Billi sauce
[Verse 12]
Yeah, don't compare me to them man, fam
Look at my shirt
I really blazed that **** that time
I put in my work
Can't type me up up on Google, fam
And check up my worth
But I still pull up in the Range like
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
[Verse 13]
And I went back to swagger
Gonna get thank you
Fucking cheap
Phony phone
They're trying to blank you
I don't where he's gassing you, fam
At least trying to amp you
Mama dog's here, I'm givin' it
Don't let 'em grab you
[Verse 14]
I got rich out the band-o
Hating ****, can't handle
Your girl says she was singing my song
And you went off the handle
Yeah, fuckboy talking shit on wax
Man will blow out your candle
Head get mangled and dangled
If I hear man find my angle
[Verse 15]
These **** ain't got no cajones
Where's your sauce man, yo?
Billi sauce
Yeah, hating on me 'cause my chick's badder than yours
I'd hate me too 'cause my bitch badder than yours
Yo Fekky, billi sauce
Billi sauce, billi sauce, yo
[Verse 16]
Yeah, sorry to my mum
Live by the gun
I ain't putting mine down, yeah
Hating **** everywhere
They wanna lick man down
Yeah, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
Look at you now
Written by: Fekky, Paul Oseh
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