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de Billy Marchiafava

I'm so sick bitch I got ligma
I just pulled up on yo' bitch
My dick small like a pencil
Billy got bars like a muhfuckin' jail cell
You are not new motherfucker you AOL
I am the goat and yes, Billy is doing well
Never stop workin', lil' bitch just like Duracell
Aye, Billy don't play
Spend a few bands at the fuckin' buffet, aye, damn
Racks in the safe
Iced out my watch 'cause now Billy get paid, aye
Pull up, I'm whippin a brand new Mercedes
And all of my bitches are older milf ladies

You already know what the fuck goin' on
It's Billy, I'm back on my fuckin' ignorant shit
Let's go, baby

These haters don't get it
I'm makin' a million
Her legs touch the ceiling
Now I'm 'bout to dive in
Don't tell me I'm lyrical
Bitch I am trash
Your bitch got my face tattooed on her ass
I feel like the man, I'm blowin' up fast
You say I won't make it I sit back and laugh
I got a few bitches to count up my cash
It's not 'cause I'm lazy, I'm just bad at math

Billy got 100 flows
Just thought you had to know
Sippin' on medical
Icey like Eskimo
Drippin' like water hose
Bitch I'm incredible
Never stop workin' hoe
Smokin' on antidote, aye
Whatchu gon say?
I made it bitch, you still jogging in place
I'm in my bag
I'm feelin' great
I got a million songs up in my safe