ShittyBoyz - Bill Nye lyrics

Huh, you ain't talking money then, okay

You ain't talking money then you
Talking to a brick wall
You ain't never chased the package
Down like the Hedgehog
Playing both sides was never cool
Don't get picked off
Told my bitch that she won't get a ring
She like Chris Paul

If it's smoke with us
We'll throw yo baby on a respirator
Fendi t-shirt with yo bitch
Let the F's amaze her
Thirty clip with a red beam, bitch
I'm Stephenvader
Got this bitch attached to my balls
I can't separate her

Pull up tryna tombstone shit
I'm the Undertaker
Dog Shit Militia, lil' bitch
We some plunger breakers
Riding 'round hotter than a skillet
I'm with trouble makers
Blue, pink, green, shit
I got every color paper

Slim thick
She ain't got no titties but she got a wagon
Slide down and slide through
The scene like, "Damn, what happened?"
Tore Neiman Marc' the fuck
Down like, "Damn, we splashing"
Feel like Dominic Toretto, bitch
The whole family active
Sipping Wockiana, pinkies up
With our fancy-asses
Twenty-eight Mike Amiris
Never could I baggy pants it

She gon' let me beat her walls
I pray that I don't leave no damage
I forgot to mention that she
Kinda look like Billie Ell-ish i mean Eilish
Pull up to the scene
I'm still flyer than a pilot
Talked about my life so now
I never gotta write it cooking in the Lab
Feel like Bill Nye with science

Bill Nye the Science Guy
Bill Nye the Science Guy
Bill, Bill, Bill, Bill, Bill, Bill
Bill Nye the Science Guy

Feel like Bill, got her in the Lab but
We don't got no chemistry
She on tip, she off the bitch
Yo baby finna finish me
Ride with automatic weapons
I be ready for my enemies
I rock Dior so I'm Christian
Pray that God don't see the sin in me
Got yo baby running for the
Gang like she Sha'Carri Rich
Choppa kickflip a nigga whip
We on some gnarly shit

Mirror tint, all whites for the Carti sticks
Hunnid rounder
On some army shit'll leave the party
Okay, enter in the cheat code if
They try and play a game
Pissed that I can't skrrt the 'vert, man
I hate the rain
In LA with more sticks than a Angels game
Road runner, in and out yo city
I won't stay a day huh, ayy, ShittyBoyz