RV, K-Trap - Bill It lyrics

Sykes, Sykes pipe it up, PJ

Bro said, "Focus on rappin'
Do it fulltime like ninety minutes" (Hello)
Easier said than done when
Your line keeps ringin' (Trust)
Big arms like Popeye, beat this one off
I might need spinach (I might)
See opps in the ride and spin
It, drill it, if he dies, we bill it
Bill that up, four door truck, fill that up
Bad B, she just wanna feel this nut
But I ain't sure she's filtered up
T-house filled with grub, Louis
Waitin' for the bill to come
Hand ting with a dodgy
Pin, step 'round there, gotta tilt this one

Ordered corn and it's from up north
Shoot it all day when it lands
(All day long) green like man, I just say
"Okay" and it's mad (Gone)
Told miss, "Don't play with the
Bag", could've saw it
It's like an AK's in the bag (Long one)
No boys in the 'hood when us man step
This trey gotta stay in the car (Here)
In the field, we ain't playin'
From far, get up close, score and cheer
(Cheer)
Spot me an opp through the rear, I'll
Let it air, oh, dear, oh, dear
(Oh, dear) bro so rich, but his finger still
Got an itch, it's cray, it's cray
(Eurgh) thousand and eight, see the scale
It's bait it's flake

Bro said, "Focus on rappin'
Do it fulltime like ninety minutes" (Hello)
Easier said than done when
Your line keeps ringin' (Trust)
Big arms like Popeye, beat this one off
I might need spinach (I might)
See opps in the ride and spin
It, drill it, if he dies, we bill it
Bill that up, four door truck, fill that up
Bad B, she just wanna feel this nut
But I ain't sure she's filtered up
T-house filled with grub, Louis
Waitin' for the bill to come
Hand ting with a dodgy
Pin, step 'round there, gotta tilt this one

Black tracksuit like I went on a glide
(Skrrt)
She didn't even know it's Prada (Light)
The logo's on the side
At first sight it might look like Zara (Mad)
I got whatever you need, white and brown
Trump and Obama i got both, you ain't
Gotta vote, fuck politics
I ain't one for the drama (Baow)
Still gotta hold this pole (Long one)
But this one ain't no election (No)
He said he want smoke (What?)
Now his bro got his face on a pendant (RIP)
When shh got shh
All of them paigons had to pour Henny (Haha)
'Round here, we just bill up the opps
(Bill it) , everyday, it's 4 20

Bro said, "Focus on rappin'
Do it fulltime like ninety minutes" (Hello)
Easier said than done when
Your line keeps ringin' (Trust)
Big arms like Popeye, beat this one off
I might need spinach (I might)
See opps in the ride and spin
It, drill it, if he dies, we bill it
Bill that up, four door truck, fill that up
Bad B, she just wanna feel this nut
But I ain't sure she's filtered up
T-house filled with grub, Louis
Waitin' for the bill to come
Hand ting with a dodgy
Pin, step 'round there, gotta tilt this one