Billygoatfreestyle - Bill $aber

Yeah

Aye

Yeah

Aye

Yeah, yeah yeah

Aye

Aye, Aye

Dash to the door, passing your hoe

Would introduce but you already know

Rap’s for the fiends, crack limousine

Come through hoe so fresh so clean

Oh my god these racks on me

Oh my god this nigga sick

First name James I shoot with the rockets

I can’t pull up with no stick

Bloody water human’s bliss, they

Build you up and then they switch

Talking to his baby momma

She got Saber on her lips

Swear I fucking hate the drama

Threw that pussy in the ditch

Texted told that bitch I love her

But I gotta make a grips

Sprint, running to the Billies

Fucking goat, first name Billy

Ride this dick babe pop a wheelie

Pussy wet I’m free and willing

Fuck you 'til that pussy burst

Fucking sweet they stars they burst

Thought I fucking told you weenies

Bitch we fucking creeping lurking

It’s over for you nigga, fuck

Everyone that you know in the spotlight

I’m getting closer nigga, what could the

Pussy really stand but that’s not right

I pray I got my shot, and one wrong

Move we catching bodies, if his

Momma crying siren then we

Know we fucking got him

Aye, why

Everybody here gotta die

Aye, why

All they ever do is tell lies

Grips, shoulder

Fuck that shit, I’m running

For my, city

For the fucking top I’m gunning

Aye, why

Everybody here gotta die

Aye, why

All they ever do is tell lies

Grips, shoulder

I don’t need, I’m running

For my, city

For the fucking top I’m gunning