internet metal

de Billy Marchiafava

Ooh, Billy comin’ through with that smooth shit
This shit makes me wanna dance with somebody’s auntie

I just fucked yo' bitch
In some dirty flip flops
30 bitches drop when I pull up to the spot
Billy stay shinning, all I do is fucking floss (Bitch)
Just in case y’all forgot
And now I’m rich
Bitches salty so they askin' for a pinch
I don’t owe nobody nothing, I don’t owe nobody shit
I'm the shit
I’m the fuckin' shit

It goes like this and that
Run it back
I just gotta check
Got me runnin' fast
Smokin' on a blunt
We gon' have a blast
They thought I wouldn’t make it
I sit back and laugh
Bitch, you ain’t get no plays
You ain’t get no plays
Who the fuck is you?
You ain't getting paid
So fuck with me
Blowin' up fast
You just might miss me
Don’t sleep on the boy
No naps, pussy
I fucked with a bitch
She attached to me
So I had to cut her off
Like a bad driver
Mad rhymer
Money real big, like a path finder
Sippin' on tea like an old-timer
Y’all ain’t shit to the godfather

Now I'm cruisin' with some shawties on the low
Money creepin', I can see it movin' up
Don’t talk to me unless you talkin' bout the guap
People acting different, now that I’m on top
Now I'm cruisin' with some shawties on the low
Money creepin', I can see it movin' up
Don’t talk to me unless you talkin' bout the guap
People acting different, now that I’m on top