Billy Marchiafava - Gamers Unite lyrics
[Billy Marchiafava - Gamers Unite lyrics]
I just flexed up on a bitch now I'm stuntin, Billy the reason yo girl ain't respondin'
I'm getting top from yo mom on a island, and she throw it back like she play for the giants, ay
I catch 'em all just like Pokémon
I'm witcho girl making films on my Nikon
Dropped a few songs, then blew up like a rocket
My numbers stay climbin', no you cannot stop it
Got so much bread, I cut open a bakery
Me and yo auntie, somewhere cookie pastry's
Run up a check and then I dip
I'm too busy ballin' you talkin' all that shit
Didn't go to college, but I'm still getting rich
And I'm eatin' real good, got the steak with the shrimp, God damn
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Got a new girl, and she work it like Missy
Back in the lab, and I'm cookin' so swiftly
Billy stay hot, but my Neck so chilly, ay
Bitch I'm back on that dumb shit
All yo money counterfeit
I was born to flex
I'm only interested in blue strips
They want another hit, you know
Billy gon' deliver it
I pulled up in that limo Tint
Feelin' extra ignorant
No one can't stop me
I ride with a thotty
I whip Maserati
She givin' me sloppy
I gotta a new Rollie
Yo diamonds be phony
My life is a movie
Don't act like you know me, damn
Billy stay clean like squeegee
All these motherfuckers wanna be me
Sippin' on Fiji
Soon you gon' see me on tv
Billy makin' hits so easy, ay, damn
Just let this shit run, fuck it
I'm freestylin' I don't even know what the fuck I'm sayin'
Y'all listenin' to this shit, God damn
How a mo'fucka' get ten million streams on a song I made in twenty-seconds, I don't get it
How that shit work, fuck it
I'm getting top from yo mom on a island, and she throw it back like she play for the giants, ay
I catch 'em all just like Pokémon
I'm witcho girl making films on my Nikon
Dropped a few songs, then blew up like a rocket
My numbers stay climbin', no you cannot stop it
Got so much bread, I cut open a bakery
Me and yo auntie, somewhere cookie pastry's
Run up a check and then I dip
I'm too busy ballin' you talkin' all that shit
Didn't go to college, but I'm still getting rich
And I'm eatin' real good, got the steak with the shrimp, God damn
Credit 850
Got a new girl, and she work it like Missy
Back in the lab, and I'm cookin' so swiftly
Billy stay hot, but my Neck so chilly, ay
Bitch I'm back on that dumb shit
All yo money counterfeit
I was born to flex
I'm only interested in blue strips
They want another hit, you know
Billy gon' deliver it
I pulled up in that limo Tint
Feelin' extra ignorant
No one can't stop me
I ride with a thotty
I whip Maserati
She givin' me sloppy
I gotta a new Rollie
Yo diamonds be phony
My life is a movie
Don't act like you know me, damn
Billy stay clean like squeegee
All these motherfuckers wanna be me
Sippin' on Fiji
Soon you gon' see me on tv
Billy makin' hits so easy, ay, damn
Just let this shit run, fuck it
I'm freestylin' I don't even know what the fuck I'm sayin'
Y'all listenin' to this shit, God damn
How a mo'fucka' get ten million streams on a song I made in twenty-seconds, I don't get it
How that shit work, fuck it