Lyrics Billygoatfreestyle - Bill $aber

Billygoatfreestyle

Yeah
Aye
Yeah
Aye
Yeah, yeah yeah
Aye
Aye, Aye
Dash to the door, passing your hoe
Would introduce but you already know
Rap’s for the fiends, crack limousine
Come through hoe so fresh so clean
Oh my god these racks on me
Oh my god this nigga sick
First name James I shoot with the rockets
I can’t pull up with no stick
Bloody water human’s bliss, they
Build you up and then they switch
Talking to his baby momma
She got Saber on her lips
Swear I fucking hate the drama
Threw that pussy in the ditch
Texted told that bitch I love her
But I gotta make a grips
Sprint, running to the Billies
Fucking goat, first name Billy
Ride this dick babe pop a wheelie
Pussy wet I’m free and willing
Fuck you 'til that pussy burst
Fucking sweet they stars they burst
Thought I fucking told you weenies
Bitch we fucking creeping lurking
It’s over for you nigga, fuck
Everyone that you know in the spotlight
I’m getting closer nigga, what could the
Pussy really stand but that’s not right
I pray I got my shot, and one wrong
Move we catching bodies, if his
Momma crying siren then we
Know we fucking got him
Aye, why
Everybody here gotta die
Aye, why
All they ever do is tell lies
Grips, shoulder
Fuck that shit, I’m running
For my, city
For the fucking top I’m gunning
Aye, why
Everybody here gotta die
Aye, why
All they ever do is tell lies
Grips, shoulder
I don’t need, I’m running
For my, city
For the fucking top I’m gunning