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call me "ko", she don't know my name
Thinking I'm Cody, that's my strain
Sipping on lean, that purple rain, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, uh
Yeah,

I show off, I ain't even give it yet
Runnin' up a silly check, stayin' off the internet
Share the stage with Billie Eilish, turnt at any given time

trouve stylish
Elle écoute du Billie Eilish
Un petit coffee j'vais au Irish
Dans quelques années j'suis v'la riche
J'call le plug j'vais à l'ATM
J'porte

and i need a verse from billie eilish on the intro
i never did homework but i was passing the test
and school sucks but not as much as when my passion was

brothas covered in hoodies n we bringin all of da violence (yuh)
We gettin da party started bitch call me da bad guy like billie eilish (billie)
Cos dis dat

geeked
Do this shit with ease, I'm with a super freak
Look like Billie Eilish, groupie bitch like Billie Jean
Lil mama adore me
In the house like Cory
All

right into the light?
When I come around you'll have Billie's child
Joe or Eilish
Either kind : the antichrist
Power chord white
A trickling down from

bitches be fine and childish
Dress code on Billie Eilish
Dressin' on a thousand island
1K 'cause you know he solid
I'm that nigga, fuck bein' modest

for the D, who gon' say I'm lyin'?
If you goin' off, don't take this bag, this shit ain't worth dyin'
Whole brick of Billie Eilish, stretch it, I took

the highway got no mileage
Two seat only me and my bitch
Bad goth shorty Billie Eilish
Gucci head to toe lookin stylish
And I'm sipping up the Henny got me

I'm getting chilly
Nigga trying to cap on me trying to rat on me I'm sitting here just like really
I'm in love with her eyelashes I mean Eilish bitch
I

Audemar glow up, I'm that nigga that they love
Hit me if you need it, bitch you know I am the plug
I can throw this money in the air and that's because
You

that bussy a cave, I'ma dive in
And bust on his eyelids
Fuck Billie Eilish
Cause bitches be bitches be bitches
And bitches be trifling
Turn a wife

drip on my own I don't need me a stylist
I'm gon' get rich and marry Billie Eilish
My youngin's a demon always on that timing
Up in the traphouse cooking

invite me within
Girl you know I'm the queen of sinn
(You know)
Girl I'm feeling you
Girl I'm wanting you
So hop in the whip and come thru (come thru)
Full

They want the album
I’m taking my time
Payin’ my dues
You payin’ dem fines
Word to billie eilish you rappers lying
Boxed in ya’ll been moving like

When she go out, you know she stay stylish
And she got a voice as good as Billie Eilish
Girl, we can do anything
Get married, go and get your diamond

to lose any of your hope
You stand ten toes behind my back
You know Ima have yours fasho
I know she like me
She used to call me bro now she in my bed
We

Get your groove on
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I know you need me
Why you lyin'
I ain't even

just Billie Eilish you know
B towns finest
Reputation of it tarnished
Embarrassed to claim it
Waiting on someone else to guard it
I left
Dearly departed

when I die
I'ma take you with me, no other guy
Should know what you tell me
See what you show me
Feel what you give me
Miss that smile that you give me

get deep you might just fall in
I like the silence I found some peace I'm on a island
They swear I'm timeless Like Billie Eilish
I'm on some fly shit

happened?
What happened, what happened???!
She spoke again!
Nah
Yeah she spoke again wit some Billie Eilish sounding sounds!!!
Ohhhhh!!!!!
What is that???

You boys call me sir, no, you ain't next of kin
Need me a bad bitch, Billie Eilish
Everyday I feel stylish (Yeah)
Your girl call me highness (Yeah)