Yeah, uh huh
So I'm fucked up, geeked up (uh)
Leaning like a tree trunk (yeah)
I just dropped the blunt (hey)
Doing jumps off a speed bump
I don't keep no girl but they just show up when I need one
Baby give me life
Like its night at the museum, ay (wow)

All about my freedom
Nigga fuck your ego (oh)
Tryna move the people (oh)
Tryna catch a threesome, ay (uh huh)
You think we competing, our goals is different, I told you niggas (okay)
I could never be happy with millions, at least ten figures

I need a billi, a billi (uh, oh)
A billi, billi (ayy, ahh)
A billi, a billi (ooh, hey)
A billi, really (huh, huh)
A billi, a billi (oh, ayy)
Billi, a billi (ka-ching, ohh)
A billi, a billi (ayy, ohh)
Really, a billi (uh)

Read a lot of books so my bank account woke
Bitch up 24/7, that ain't no joke, ha
I'ma get money long as grass still grow
'Cause it's hard bein' nigga, it's worse bein' poor
I spend thousands every week
Man, I gotta make sure my people eat
I don't buried soldiers from the 4
Ball out for my niggas from the 3, huh
You got a milli, man, I want a billi, man
I want trilli, man I want some more
I'm buying my hood
I got like twenty-five streams of income and they on heavy flow
Grew up with holes all in my clothes
Shopping at Burlington looking for coats
Niggas back then had a whole lot of jokes
Fast forward ten now I'm flipping off boats

Hoo, let me slow it down a bit
Flip the coins like bit
True story my first advance
Lot of ones went to strippers
Still a west side nigga
Even though I rock the turban
Bag lady in the background
Count it up 'cause I want a billi (a billi)

A billi, billi (ayy, ahh)
A billi, a billi (ooh, hey)
A billi, really (huh, huh)
A billi, a billi (oh, ayy)
Billi, a billi (ka-ching, ohh)
A billi, a billi (ayy, ohh)
Really, a billi (uh)

Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Go, go, go, go, go, go
Feeling' like Yachty, I'm droppin' the top and shoot the roof (hey)
Talkin' too much and she'll be on the news, she got the scoop (yeah)
Stackin' it up, it's taller than me (go)
This for the cult, it's bigger than me (yeah, hey)
I'm taking it up to the max (yeah)
I look at the stacks and double back, what's that?
"Blxckie bro, how you do that?"
I came with the pen, I put my city on the map
Too fast, I hit the dash
Fill up the tank, big shit put it on blast
Iceman just don't miss, this shit get killed
But I'm always ready for attack

Pound for pound, I'm a ten out of three
Gimmie that billi, I don't want the G's
Drip on me
That's hella C's
Everything litty, I fly like geese
They wanna see that I'll fall but they cannot see me at all
I'm so out of reach
If I get this billi, I'll ball
I'm takin' it far 'cause niggas gon' still wanna reach
I chill at the top of the clouds I talk to the Father
"Like bro how you get all the scrip?" (I will extoll thee)
He say, "You just gotta work hard"
He's givin' me props like, "Bro, you gon' get you a"

A billi, a billi (uh, oh)
A billi, billi (ayy, ahh)
A billi, a billi (ooh, hey)
A billi, really (huh, huh)
A billi, a billi (oh, ayy)
Billi, a billi (ka-ching, ohh)
A billi, a billi (ayy, ohh)
Really, a billi (uh) (for the rest of my life)
I will extoll thee

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Writer(s): Eian Parker, Lasanna Harris, Nayvadius Wilburn, Olu Fann, Ryan Bert