Billy's Gene Lyrics

Damn baby I remember you was my only fan

Steady grindin in the house you know I'm the man

See the love my eyes the money in my hand

I had to clean out all the fakes it was In the plan

I love how you wake me up when it's time for work

I'm tryna stack up lotta blues see it on my shirt

My record still clean too just the sprite got the dirt

Who wants smoke with me tho cos I got purp

Alotta rappers singing songs alotta doing dance

Alotta tik talking still I'm still getting bands

I ain't gotta please you I got Gucci too

I rock vans sometimes I rock Louis fool

And my girl all good she know jimmy choo

We ain't worried bout material listic shit

Long as my roof on and food in the fridge

I got water I got drip drip shit, baby o

Ooh Im talking my shit like I'm off a bean

Shades on head up I might cause a scene

I was wondering what I did you might think it's lean

Why you mumble in your songs nigga what you mean

You know that baby ain't mine I was on the team

Phone in my hand strap in my jeans, I'm mean

Pop pop 2 times check the songs streams

We too hot in the city and we got steam