Billacheck (feat. Braille Assassin)

Got guns like a patriot I'm plotting on a billacheck buns like I'm bakery I'm plotting on her silouhette Heading to the sky I ain't reach my ceiling yet Gang in here dripping left out left the whole ceiling wet Drip god Yea she call me Braille ain't in her feelings yet Drip god nigga ima alive couldn't deal In debt Drip god came in and left the whole building wet Drip god gang in here dripping left the ceiling wet Had to fire a Nigga on his day off bought the building flex Blackjack since I was 21 I only deal in checks Yugi oh sticks for dinosaurs I could deal with Rex Independent gave myself a deal couldn't deal in debt Bossed up countin bezzos got some stocks in Amazon And you know my bitch still gangster watching flash and avatar Bossed up no beef on wax I'd rather blow your candle out Back then I couldn't ball I'm 29 gotta handle now Back then only wanted philly but bitch I want the planet now Told your bitch to slide to scooterworld she pulled her panties down Bitches that hated in highschool I got em fanning out Moving godly no impulsive movements we gone plan it out Rocking Versace kicks kamikaze they pull a camera out Drip god no one can stop me nothing I can do now Gamble with your life I might bet your soul on Fanduel now When this album drop its 196 only gods can rule now Got guns like a patriot I'm plotting on a billacheck buns like I'm bakery I'm plotting on her silouhette Heading to the sky I ain't reach my ceiling yet Gang in here dripping left out left the whole ceiling wet Guns like a patriot I'm plotting on a billacheck buns like I'm bakery I'm plotting on her silouhette Heading to the sky I ain't reach my ceiling yet Gang in here dripping left out left the whole ceiling wet Drip god Yea she call me Braille ain't in her feelings yet Drip god nigga ima alive couldn't deal In debt Drip god came in and left the whole building wet Drip god gang in here dripping left the ceiling wet The door was block So we creeping in Hate to do em how I did em But we need the rent Sent him to da cemetery Last thing that he seen cement I think they tryna steal the sauce Reset the VPN Nigga want the wolf Then got hit up in his chin n shit Dont have your mother out here Cryin over greeters,nigga like me chillin Tryna figure out what fucking Suit to wear Could give a fuck about ya kin, You tell em meet me there They don't see logic How we born with all this rhythm The whole team drop Had us smoking all the swisher When the smoke get hot They gone phone the opperator You know i da need plot For going on an adventure Plant ya own weed Or we pegging on them zippers DOA da block We gone Co-op the collision Way ahead off opps The cant hone on our position Amazon ring Still connected to the Flippers You cant hide We gone come and find you If they ain't around Leave a moral to remind Drop gods Flexing Straight up at ya neck These are Big glocks Play wit it Bet I Air it out Nigga Lift off Big drop Gotta shut em down Like a goodbye Niggas bitches I cant have em round they got lip gloss When we raise da price They be looking for the Hook up Leaving a rapper dead Or that nigga getting booked up Got guns like a patriot I'm plotting on a billacheck Buns like I'm bakery I'm plotting on her silouhette Heading to the sky I ain't reach my ceiling yet Gang in here dripping left out left the whole ceiling wet Guns like a patriot I'm plotting on a billacheck Buns like I'm bakery I'm plotting on her silouhette Heading to the sky I ain't reach my ceiling yet Gang in here dripping left out left the whole ceiling wet Drip god Yea she call me Braille ain't in her feelings yet Drip god nigga ima alive couldn't deal In debt Drip god came in and left the whole building wet Drip god gang in here dripping left the ceiling wet