Billy N Mandy Lyrics

MPK Mini get me through this shit already got tags on another bitch

You know I got a ball up my other wrist, injured as fuck but she callin' me selfish

Watch in a month, gon' be callin' me wealthy, don't give a fuck, don't be sendin' me selfies

You call me up, then we fuck in the telly, dick in your belly, you know that's your favorite

Smoking good gas, you know that's my fragrance, this kush my cologne, you know that's my favorite

Yeah, we just finna ride to this beat that I made on this MPK Mini

Tell that bitch, nigga, I ain't tweeting, nigga just get with me

Questioning my credibility, you silly, I be with reapers, niggas like Billy

My niggas don't dance, but we can get silly, I just had his bitch and she roll like a wheelie

You questioning my credibility

If you he ain't gang, I'ma, with his

If you ain't gang, I'ma creep with the bitch, the beat kinda soft, but I'ma still talk shit

It's some different type of music, but this shit still a hit

I done hit so many bitches, I done made so many clips

I done hit so many notes, I done made so many hits

And I remember when it all started down like shit

We just finna ride, yeah yeah

We just finna ride, we just finna ride to the shit I just made

I ain't really tryna brag, but I'm chill in first place

I bet when I drop that album, I'ma put him in his place

When I see that nigga, I'ma put him in a fuckin' grave

When I hit that pussy, know I put that shit up in a grave

How the water still blue, but the sky always gray

I don't know, I just know a nigga need to get paid

All these hoes, I just know that a nigga

All these hoes I just know a nigga need to get laid

She want a nigga with some chips and I ain't talkin' bout lays

I want a bitch so thick and she go both ways

You know I'm winning like I hit both of my parlays