BILLIONS

Intro

(Oh my God)

Uh-huh

I need to talk my shit for a little bit

Yup

(And you know)

Yeah

Verse

Shit was good just a week ago

We ain't even peep it, though

Made a lotta chicken off this drumstick like a Peter roll

Stash had me feelin' like Vegeta, hoe

Seen my hairline lookin' like Vegeta, though

Bad lil' brownskin bitch, she from Tobago

Booked a flight, now we're gone, touch down in Chicago

Kicked me out the house 'cause I had her thinkin' I had B-O

That wasn't even me, that was that fake Y-S-L cologne

I was tryna get my play on

You ain't the only bitch I'm tryna lay on

You ain't the only baddie that I could lay on

Moral of the story, it's too much money to stress one

Pre-Chorus

I can't ever chill, I need ten more

Turned a couple hunnid to a M, though

Pray to God I never hit the end, no

Every loss I ever took, I made it tenfold

Money on my mind, I can't pretend, no

If it ain't a bag, I won't attend, no

Every time they doubt me, that's a Venmo

Add it to the count, then we gon' spin, woah

Chorus

I need billions

Ayy, billions

I need billions

Ayy, billions

I need billions

Ayy, billions

I need billions

Ayy, billions

Verse 2

I'd rather be a bum before I stress funds

The only girl I ever loved is my mama, she the best one

Only love my girl, I ain't lookin' for the next one

Anytime I get a dollar, you get half, I invest some

Can't no man ever say he sonned me, I ain't the stepson

Might fuck a few, but I can't love 'em

It ain't no fun if the homies can't fuck 'em

Ain't no need to lie, I could be honest

'Cause she gon' get it poppin' like three bottles

I like when she do that one dance that she modeled

Gettin' lit and tellin' her friends to follow

Talkin' 'bout they got the type of pussy that you put a ring on

Said she don't like them rapper guys, get her a king, huh?

I'm just tryna pop it, but it sound good, it seem fun

Hit it, then I gotta hit the scene

Pre-Chorus

I can't ever chill, I need ten more

Turned a couple hunnid to a M, though

Pray to God I never hit the end, no

Every loss I ever took, I made it tenfold

Money on my mind, I can't pretend, no

If it ain't a bag, I won't attend, no

Every time they doubt me, that's a Venmo

Add it to the count, then we gon' spin, woah

Chorus

I need billions

Ayy, billions

I need billions

Ayy, billions

I need billions

Ayy, billions

I need billions

Ayy, billions

Verse 3

She like, "Why you always gone? You with them city hoes?"

Baby, I been on the road, tryna hit them bigger goals

Turned my heart into a safe, I had to switch the code

Circle small, only gang in my syllabus and roll

Told her, "I can't be your everything, I'm tryna be a mogul"

You want dinner dates and flowers, I got meetings on the coastal

I been married to the grind, I can't cheat on my proposal

But I still beat it like a drum and then go beat another show full

She say she hate it, but she love the way the neck freeze

Private jet seats, turbulence and money scenes

I ain’t perfect, but I’m workin’ on my next me

Only thing I’m faithful to is checks and my best team

Chorus

I need billions

Ayy, billions

I need billions

Ayy, billions

I need billions

Ayy, billions

I need billions

Ayy, billions

I need billions

Ayy, billions

I need billions

Ayy, billions

I need billions

Ayy, billions

I need billions

Ayy, billions