Blu Billy歌词

作词 : Nathan Foley/Ahmanti Booker/Amari Lewis/Christopher Smith Jr./Michael Neil
作曲 : Nathan Foley/Ahmanti Booker/Amari Lewis/Christopher Smith Jr./Michael Neil
Smino, love ya
Shit, lil' Monte on the beat, you gotta throw repeat
(Ooh ooh ooh)
Word out in the street is you don't got the heat
Shit, uh

I know hitters, I know dealers, I know girls that set up niggas
I know preachers, I know healers
And I really don't feel no difference
We all hustlers, Blue billy, we conditioned by condition
Capitalistic, read through the lipstick
Shit that they make up make us forget shit
I beat your face up if ain't no paystub
By Friday
(I want my mother****ing check nigga you better quit playing with me I swear to God I'll come blow this bitch up)
Don't wanna lay up, still I'm a leg up in L.A

I see you came with empty styrofoam, it's cool, I pour in your cup
Shawty insane, that's how I know she got that juice
That's how I know she got that juicy fruit want her guts
She [?], chewin' and smackin', I'm actually enjoyin' that action
That coochiе be packin' a punch
Oh, [?] in the May weathеr, got that [?] and now she want a ring
Selfish, I don't wanna share let her all by myself yada Mean?
Blacker the berry, Burberry sheets
This the best version I seen of me
Vancouver no nigga sleep, y'all better worry 'bout my own release
Baby, don't wait 'til I'm hard to reach (Hello?)


I know hitters, I know dealers, I know girls that set up niggas
I know preachers, I know healers
And I really don't feel no difference
We all hustlers, Blue billy, we conditioned by condition
Capitalistic, read through the lipstick
Shit that they make up make us forget shit
I beat your face up if ain't no paystub
By Friday
(I want my mother****ing check nigga you better quit playing with me I swear to God I'll come blow this bitch up)
Don't wanna lay up, still I'm a leg up in L.A

Busy you, busy me, like, how busy can busy be?
Hardly catchin' Z's, no fatigue
Hate it when the rain Missy E
Nefertiti tryin', oh, she deep
Get her with a spoon, call her Reese
Then we ****in', burnin' calories
I couldn't give you a better reason
**** with you 'cause you **** with me
**** with me, yeah, you **** with Smi'
Tell them girls to beat it, shelia E
Be the D, this the E&D
PMD playin' on the speaks
Smi E O big she says

I know hitters, I know dealers, I know girls that set up niggas
I know preachers, I know healers
And I really don't feel no difference
We all hustlers, Blue billy, we conditioned by condition
Capitalistic, read through the lipstick
Shit that they make up make us forget shit

She said, Smino Love Ya
Entrepre-nigga, entrepre-nigga, I did it all on my own
Entrepre-nigga, entrepre-nigga, I did a lot on my own
Entrepre-nigga, I'm just a nigga, I did it–, uh
Entrepre-nigga, entrepre-nigga, I put the clip in, I pull the trigger
I made the the whole gun, I Smith & Wess' them
Stay with the bro-bro, yeah with the bredrins
Stay with the throat-goat, greatest excedrin
She ain't know, ho, I'm just a legend
This ain't no promo, this is a pressing
(Yeaaaaaa)

I know Smino, love ya