Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bill and Jill, artist - Kodak Black. Date of issue: 13.02.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Bill and Jill |
| Alright, I got, I know how I’mma start this |
| Dyryk, when we link up, man, we legendary |
| They be hatin', they be lyin' on me, too |
| Got a tiger and a lion on me, too |
| All this Gucci got me lookin' like a zoo |
| All this water like I’m divin' in a pool, yeah! |
| All this jewelry, swear to God that I’m a jew |
| They want me stuck back in the projects like I’m glue |
| I be slidin' with my 5 'cause I’m too cool |
| I put your head right on a platter, now you food |
| She said if I don’t keep bein' lit, she swear it’s over |
| She told me if I stop bein' rich, she swear it’s over |
| My nigga be jellin', he be hatin', and I know it |
| He ain’t never tell me, he don’t say it, but he show it |
| Dyryk, don’t you stop the beat, my nigga, keep goin' |
| Dyryk, don’t you stop the beat on me, just keep recordin' |
| I’m finanglin' and wanglin', finessin' gettin' boring |
| Bought my mom a new three story 'cause we made it out the storm |
| We got shelter now, doin' better now, feelin' warm |
| Bought my mom two billy goats, but we gon' eat it if we starvin' |
| Take a shit right out the door, 'cause I can, and this my yard |
| Perpendicular my perimeter, all these acres like a farm |
| And I’ll be honest, I’m the G.O.A.T., I was born right in the barn |
| Woke up feelin' like it, dropped 100 on the Audemars |
| Cash for gold, I got a pot gold, look like leprechaun |
| I be hittin' houses, run up in your home, Barry Bonds |
| Bombs over Baghdad, Sniper Gang Taliban |
| Ain’t never had no damn dad, just my brothers and my mom |
| Bringin' tears to her eyes, I make her cry like it’s fun |
| I threw away my life a thousand times, but not no more, I’m done |
| I’m out here packin' iron on Valentine’s, I’m thuggin' 'cause it’s fun |
| Make yo' daughter cry on Valentine’s, that lovin' shit be dumb |
| I’m a cowboy for real, my momma call me Bill |
| Bought her a new crib with a shark and a eel |
| Look at all the drills, I’m spreadin' Gonorrhea |
| I was shittin' on her last year, now I diarrhea |
| All this ice around my wrist, I got the chill |
| That’s why I bought this ice, it’s just so I could chill |
| She be barfin' on my dick, I be like «ew» |
| I need a heart transplant so I could feel |
| I drop diamonds on my ear so I could hear |
| She be gobblin' on my dick just like a meal |
| I dropped six thousand on my pupils, now my vision clear |
| Fuck Bonnie and Clyde, she say if I’m Bill, then she Jill |
| On a pill, holdin' on a seal |
| On a pill, rollin' off a hill |
| I’m on a pill, I need Zephrhills |
| You turn me on, I love them sexy heels |
| I’m a grim reaper, make a pussy nigga pay a due |
| Before I was on BET, I already made the news |
| I’m pullin' tricks, work go ka-poof like Houdini, who |
| I be swaggin', you think I know magic, you think I do woo |
| More stripes than Adidas, I ain’t human, I’m a creature |
| My brother, he a Z, that’s my zebra |
| And we havin' more stripes than Adidas |
| Fuck the money, nigga, if I don’t like you, we can’t do no features |
| Fuck the teacher, I be breakin' rules |
| Fuck the teacher, they kicked me outta school |
| Jumped out on that fu, then I peeled off in a coupe |
| Paint the Cutlass orange, so I peel off like a fruit |
| All the money look like soup, I be gettin' to the stew |
| Valentine’s Day, but I don’t love you, April Fool’s |
| Banana clip on my pack, so I be Bathing Ape |
| I’m a monkey, got me swingin' with my tool, goin' orangutan |