New Bills Lyrics:
When it was more shit to talk about and niggas was walking it out
Was with my mom dudes, and was trying to make it down south
For y'all sleeping on the couch
My mom's beeping on the couch because of back hurt
From all of that sleeping on the couch
Way back before I ever needed me a quarter-ounce
I did but just didn't know I needed me a quarter-ounce the kid
The shit that they ain't expect for me to figure out
I did I can't let a nigga lecture me that never did it big
Words from the watch you shoot You never close your eyes
You get it down, remember that? I ain't the one who told you lies
They said McDonald's I wasn't the one who sold you fries
But like McDonald's I'm one of the ones who sold you pies
Like the Reverend I'm one of the ones who hold the ties
Shake you down and fix you up and fold your tie
And every new roll they come with a loaded nine
Sorry to back off your chopper, but I'm firing mine

I'm from East Buffalo where the cans go pop
And the plans won't stop unless the brims don't lock
I count money and drive fast
Both hands broke ties
So I mean that the bank or the Lambo shop
I left home and only had a couple dollars
But this rate, I'm going I probably buy an island in a month
I'm in Sergio Tacchini thousand-dollar pair dumps
I'm at the game watching where they do the commentary from, you see me
Here's gold bottles, we drink the pain
Drink this heat to stay with me so much this bitch probably gonna need a name
I'll pop back up and feel like Jesus came
Pouring liquor for niggas who died before they legal drinking age
I hope y'all niggas meet y'all karma soon
I see the defense call an audible
Cuz that's what problem solvers do that cast chatting in the marbles
But y'all rap status dishonorable tax brackets be marginal
Fuck y'all
Nigga
Big BSF


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