Billy - Money Man

I keep a roll, I keep a roll

I hit ten bitches all in a row

Turnin' down hoes, I got too many

Turnin' down shows, I got too many

Having these racks 'cause I got plenty

This a Mulsanne, I’m in a Bentley

I only bought it to juice up my image (Ayy, where you get that beat from?

Mooktoven)

Rose on my gold, Dolce my toes

Dolce my clothes, dolce my hoes

Open the safe, punch in a code

I’m on a harbor, I bought a boat

I fuck with Bloods, I fuck with Locs

I got them blues, I got them notes

They call me Billy 'cause I’m the G.O.A.T.

I fuck with the streets, I give 'em hope

I fuck with lil' mama, she give me throat

I’m not a fad, I’m not a trend

I’m not your man, don’t compare me to him

12 pull up on me, I’m dippin' from them

USPS, I’m still shippin' it in

I’m in a Dodge and I sit behind tint

Gotta get more 'cause I’m never content

They cannot break me, I’m never gon' flinch

Scary ass nigga, quit actin' so tense

Eight different flavors, I’m havin' selections

Back in high school, had that pack in detention

She bad as fuck, make me stand at attention

She bad as fuck, damn, I gotta go get her

That money don’t wait, so I gotta go get it

This whip looking plain, so I gotta go kit it

Making threats on the 'Gram, so I gotta go kill him

She like the moment I put this shit in her

I’m low-key serving these packs in a rental

I like the way that she smile with them dimples

Fuck what he doin', I’m doin' it bigger

Got pride like a lion, I’m feelin' like Simba

I feel like Kawhi, I got D for these bitches

Deontay Wilder, I’m hittin' these bitches

This blunt too loud, I ain’t hearin' these niggas

Only do papers, ain’t doin' no Swishers

I keep a roll, I keep a roll

I hit ten bitches all in a row

Turnin' down hoes, I got too many

Turnin' down shows, I got too many

Having these racks 'cause I got plenty

This a Mulsanne, I’m in a Bentley

I only bought it to juice up my image

Rose on my gold, Dolce my toes

Dolce my clothes, dolce my hoes

Open the safe, punch in a code

I’m on a harbor, I bought a boat

I fuck with Bloods, I fuck with Locs

I got them blues, I got them notes

They call me Billy 'cause I’m the G.O.A.T.

I fuck with the streets, I give 'em hope