Billacheck ft. Braille Assassin Lyrics

Got guns like a patriot I'm plotting on a billacheck

buns like I'm bakery I'm plotting on her silouhette

Heading to the sky I ain't reach my ceiling yet

Gang in here dripping left out left the whole ceiling wet

Drip god Yea she call me Braille ain't in her feelings yet

Drip god nigga ima alive couldn't deal In debt

Drip god came in and left the whole building wet

Drip god gang in here dripping left the ceiling wet

Had to fire a Nigga on his day off bought the building flex

Blackjack since I was 21 I only deal in checks

Yugi oh sticks for dinosaurs I could deal with Rex

Independent gave myself a deal couldn't deal in debt

Bossed up countin bezzos got some stocks in Amazon

And you know my bitch still gangster watching flash and avatar

Bossed up no beef on wax I'd rather blow your candle out

Back then I couldn't ball I'm 29 gotta handle now

Back then only wanted philly but bitch I want the planet now

Told your bitch to slide to scooterworld she pulled her panties down

Bitches that hated in highschool I got em fanning out

Moving godly no impulsive movements we gone plan it out

Rocking Versace kicks kamikaze they pull a camera out

Drip god no one can stop me nothing I can do now

Gamble with your life I might bet your soul on Fanduel now

When this album drop its 196 only gods can rule now

Got guns like a patriot I'm plotting on a billacheck

buns like I'm bakery I'm plotting on her silouhette

Heading to the sky I ain't reach my ceiling yet

Gang in here dripping left out left the whole ceiling wet

Guns like a patriot I'm plotting on a billacheck

buns like I'm bakery I'm plotting on her silouhette

Heading to the sky I ain't reach my ceiling yet

Gang in here dripping left out left the whole ceiling wet

Drip god Yea she call me Braille ain't in her feelings yet

Drip god nigga ima alive couldn't deal In debt

Drip god came in and left the whole building wet

Drip god gang in here dripping left the ceiling wet

The door was block

So we creeping in

Hate to do em how I did em

But we need the rent

Sent him to da cemetery

Last thing that he seen cement

I think they tryna steal the sauce

Reset the VPN

Nigga want the wolf

Then got hit up in his chin n shit

Dont have your mother out here

Cryin over greeters,nigga like me chillin

Tryna figure out what fucking

Suit to wear

Could give a fuck about ya kin,

You tell em meet me there

They don't see logic

How we born with all this rhythm

The whole team drop

Had us smoking all the swisher

When the smoke get hot

They gone phone the opperator

You know i da need plot

For going on an adventure

Plant ya own weed

Or we pegging on them zippers

DOA da block

We gone Co-op the collision

Way ahead off opps

The cant hone on our position

Amazon ring

Still connected to the Flippers

You cant hide

We gone come and find you

If they ain't around

Leave a moral to remind

Drop gods

Flexing

Straight up at ya neck

These are

Big glocks

Play wit it Bet I Air it out

Nigga Lift off

Big drop

Gotta shut em down

Like a goodbye

Niggas bitches

I cant have em round they got lip gloss

When we raise da price

They be looking for the Hook up

Leaving a rapper dead

Or that nigga getting booked up

Got guns like a patriot I'm plotting on a billacheck

Buns like I'm bakery I'm plotting on her silouhette

Heading to the sky I ain't reach my ceiling yet

Gang in here dripping left out left the whole ceiling wet

Guns like a patriot I'm plotting on a billacheck

Buns like I'm bakery I'm plotting on her silouhette

Heading to the sky I ain't reach my ceiling yet

Gang in here dripping left out left the whole ceiling wet

Drip god Yea she call me Braille ain't in her feelings yet

Drip god nigga ima alive couldn't deal In debt

Drip god came in and left the whole building wet

Drip god gang in here dripping left the ceiling wet