Billie Jean lyrics

by

Quando Rondo


[Intro]
Won't miss that sh*t
If you find them, they gon' get that sh*t
Go Grizz
And I won't miss any of them
Yeah, mmh
Winners Circle
Uh, uh, uh, and uh
Uh, uh-uh, they uh, and uh

[Verse]
Look at my schedule, n*gga
My itinerary is lookin' too busy for n*ggas
But I still f*ck with you n*ggas
Yeah, I swear to God, yeah, I got love for you n*ggas
Shedded some blood for you n*ggas
If you think I'm slippin', you buggin', lil' n*gga
I stay groupied up, lil' n*gga
Fingers twisted up, throwin' up W, n*gga
I'm thinkin' ahead of you n*ggas
All my n*ggas' cases went federal, n*gga
I'm so immaculate, n*gga
On my way to the bank, I laugh at you n*ggas
All my chains on everywhere I f*ckin' go
So I keep the ratchet, lil' n*gga
Mike Amiri jeans on in my Billie Jean bag
In my bag on you n*ggas
Put you on a t-shirt, you ain't like that
You don't want static with n*ggas
She think I'ma keep her
Beat it up bad like I caught a battery, n*gga
Blood on my sneakers
Louboutin bag, I'm givin' swag to you n*ggas
I don't really think they could f*cking keep up
I still got respect for you n*ggas, ah
Shawty wanna kiss me, f*ck me, suck me, lick me, love me, ah
Look at my wrist, my drip, my di*k, my stick, I get like ah
Shawty gon' stay down, spin around
Get around, come back, just like ooh
But it's okay now, found out
You're just like me and I'm just like you
Ah, ah, ah, I'm just like you
Tryna get my f*ckin' bread up
I got drugs on me but I'm blessed up
Gotta keep my f*ckin' head up
Diamonds all around the bezel
Hoodie on, feelin' mellow
They hit my n*gga in the head, yo
That sh*t made me wanna let go
(That sh*t made me wanna let go)
That sh*t made me wanna let go
That sh*t made me wanna let go
That sh*t made me wanna let go
That sh*t made me wanna let go
That sh*t made me wanna let go
That sh*t made me wanna let go
That sh*t made me wanna let go
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