Billy Bad Ass Songtext
von Dubee

Niggas been gangsters, bitch!

One of these niggas I knew back in the day. He came to me and said, "Nigga, get some yams so I can be fly."
Find and get my money in the woods
Said, "Girl, girl."
Body did
Played me like a freak, and now I can′t find him
Searching like a madman, strapped MAC nineteen

Slipping through the spots, surveillance all is gone
Disrespecting gang
When I see many gone, I'm hollering at my folk
They posting at the spot, and they come through for it
Fucking thrown, the not

We play this game for keeps, and in the street regard me
I give a fuck about you, boy
Ain′t nobody guarding me
So what you started? Get your pill like lettuce, so I'm peeping

Sucking each and every crevice with my thang thang, packing back and bang, bang
Packing with my pillow
We sure selling for the pack, man


I'm just a Billy bad ass hollering about my loot
Just a Billy bad ass hollering about my loot
Just a Billy bad ass hollering about my loot
Just a Billy bad ass hollering about my loot
Just a Billy bad ass hollering about my loot
Just a Billy bad ass hollering about my loot
Just a Billy bad ass hollering about my loot
Just a Billy bad ass hollering about my loot

All my cash, hollering about minding the flash, and mad tho we hungry
When I′m talking in this game, you cross me, you cross the crew, meet the big thing
I′m trying to chop his sand out of flesh and blow your brains out, man, tho we chop soon

We try to do me, fuck it, nothing to you
So I creep, slow, like a street sweeper
Caught, my many days are done
With the millisecond, grab my heater, then I hit

Hot and I skip my spot down the street and holler at these tricks 'cause your boy don′t be holler with the mouthpiece of the
I holler with the mac with the many on the trigger, making them shit, but tricking left

For your boy, he started just to holler about minds being tracked and fully ready to buck
My toy, 'cause they boy tried to fuck me
I catch the charge and leave you struck
We fuck, please, bad ass


Holler about my loot
Just a Billy bad ass holler about my loot
Just a Billy bad ass holler about my loot
Billy bad ass holler about my loot
Billy bad ass holler about my loot
Billy bad ass holler about my loot
Billy bad ass holler about my loot

I need my loot quick, fast, and hurry on the devil. Fuck me, you in trouble
Cocking the heater making them stumble
Show go and mumble, making them crumble
Eat them up like gumbo
You know you owed the game, so trip, what you gonna fold, tho?

I show you love, but nigga, not what you do
I break you off a piece of my chicken and your food
So now I′m like gathering up my crew with these reckless killers, hold on chopper trigger, and we like five
We making type of kickers

For you sweeties can't be fucking with my dude or fucking with my crew, play it please
You cross the gang from the jump, tho, and that′ll meet a big thing

Trick, you get stung, tho, and I on front, tho, leave them chopping in the street tho, and in this game shit these fucking bad tricks, throw the deadly, we shoot like
They got a bitch, just a Billy bad ass holler about my loot

Just a Billy bad ass holler about my loot
Just a Billy bad ass holler about my loot
Just a Billy bad ass holler about my loot
Billy bad ass holler about my loot
Billy bad ass holler about my loot
Billy bad ass holler about my loot
Billy bad ass holler about my loot