billy billions (holly street) - again lyrics
[chorus: billy billions]
back where i started again
right back in this dinger again
the trap phone is ringin’ again
straight dropin’ this dinner again
back where i started again
right back in this dinger again
the trap phone is ringin’ again
straight dropin’ this dinner again
i’m in the kitchen
she thinks i’m cookin’ a steak
she must’ve made a mistake
really, i’m whippin’ the flake
i’m like a doctor
most of clients are patients
i told my girl to be patient
i’m makin’ moves on the pavement
i’m in the kitchen
she thinks i’m cookin’ a steak
she must’ve made a mistake
really, i’m whippin’ the flake
i’m like a doctor
most of clients are patients
i told my girl to be patient
i’m makin’ moves on the pavement
[verse 1: billy billions]
she ask what i do for a livin’
and then the trap phone starts ringin’
numerous bootings and chingings
but we don’t even tell these women
all i know is melt this snow
i nearly burnt the pyrex bowl
the buj run clean on the fold
bang gang, stain gang hoe
still divising the o
and i’m riskin’ my life for the stove
he try leave me leading ropes
i made a k!llin’ in o
frontline when it’s crunch time
hood phone like a cunch line
i ain’t tryna do the punchline
done two racks by lunchtime
[verse 2: dla]
twist it, now there’s red juice like fanta
when i tap with smoke, when this thing goes sneeze
you can catch a disease like asthma
like santa, controllin’ the big nose
and man’s red up yutes in anger
like, please don’t talk ’bout banter
if it’s no love, straight chings, take it that far
he got chinged and he wan’ turn rapper
the dopemen says my man is a capper
tj left twin, know that one
twin left twin, bet you didn’t know that one
free all my peeps, rindin’ on bang up
on the landin’ do kung fu panda
try escape my ting, got wrapped up
i was shoutin’ out for myself
like, “bro, wagwan for that one?”
[?] ls, i’m smackin’
any members takin’ ls, i’m packin’
if i catch him and he’s lackin’
sadting, i’m showin’ guys my [?] ranking
i’d rather go beat it like jackson
in the trap, some trap with these fractions
if i was in love with the dot
[?] looks light and she cuts the pattern
bally on face ’cause these fiends been plottin’
plus we got sh-ggy and scooby
[?] so we know that’s shottin’
and i’m in this bando for days
opp block if your dargs face [?]
[verse 3: ko]
keep a fl!cks, it’s a piece of my fit
more time it’s on me even when i do street
back it, don’t watch bro beef
if i got beef, bro’s backin’
if he’s bro then jump in deep
you’re the type to watch it unfold and happen
double ls and the dots gets boomin’
we ain’t in lewisham, call them crackers
sit tight on the fence, stay in your lane
any movement, we end up crashin’
you take the blame, you ain’t got no brains
if you’re baked where them yutes hangin’
they don’t wanna make things bait
you know they had enough ls like madden
your sides ain’t safe when we step
everyone must go, we ain’t from brandon
my young boys makin’ it rain out ‘ere
you don’t wanna get your ting dampened
they wanna do splashings
paint sh-t red, they ain’t needin’ a canvas
[verse 4: v9]
gang chinged him and parked him
he got up, he restarted
like, how could he chance it?
f-ck with the 98 gang, you’re tarnished
do man up and i chuckle
get in the dinger, tell bro, “full throttle”
wap on my lap, no way can they see this
i ain’t tryna end up locked up in the deep end
take this left, and right
we’re gone in a flash
trip up here, right now
that’s holes in your backs
slap this wap, watch him drown
take man’s crown, watch his yute breakdown
opp block come like a ghost town
where they at? tell them boys “come down”
i can’t come down, i want man dead like a poisoned mouse
three-double-o or ding-dong car
rah, he got hit, oh my lard
fl!cky in my hand, let’s see who wants war
two waps, hear it bark
me and k, that’s brothers in arms
[chorus: billy billions]
she thinks i’m cookin’ a steak
she must’ve made a mistake
really, i’m whippin’ the flake
i’m like a doctor
most of clients are patients
i told my girl to be patient
i’m makin’ moves on the pavement
i’m in the kitchen
she thinks i’m cookin’ a steak
she must’ve made a mistake
really, i’m whippin’ the flake
i’m like a doctor
most of clients are patients
i told my girl to be patient
i’m makin’ moves on the pavement
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