Like That

[Chorus: Billionaire Black]
I got a big bankroll, that's why I walk like that, yeah
Bitch, I'm off the drank, that's why I talk like that
I mixed the Gucci with the Louis, why I sauce like that, woah
Ya bitch just hit my line, said, "I'ma call right back"
I said a nigga pull up on me, push his top right back, yeah
Left the bitch on seen, I ain't even write back
I said I shitted on his team, they ain't even like that
Look, thirty with a beam, I bet he can't fight that, ugh

[Verse 1: Billionaire Black]
I said I'm smokin' on Gelato, why I cough that
Look, your bitch love the drip, say why I "sauce like that"?
Yeah, the bitch ain't got no phone, FaceTime her iPad
Look, four pockets full, lookin' like some thighpads
And you know I got it on me, make me reach in my bag
Look, niggas clout chasin', swear they reachin', that's sad
And your bitch, she love my drawers, designer briefs when I sag
[?] outrageous drip, these bitches eatin' up the swag
You know we slidin', steady glidin', we in traffic with MACs
Foe 'nem crackin' stackings and my niggas keep glass
We gon' run up on his car, we up that bitch, let it blast
Ain't doin' no features with no fuck niggas, rob 'em and laugh

[Chorus: Billionaire Black & FBG Young]
I got a big bankroll, that's why I walk like that, yeah
Bitch, I'm off the drank, that's why I talk like that
I mixed the Gucci with the Louis, why I sauce like that, woah
Ya bitch just hit my line, said, "I'ma call right back"
I said a nigga pull up on me, push his top right back, yeah
Left the bitch on seen, I ain't even write back
I said I shitted on his team, they ain't even like that (GoDumb, huh)
Look, thirty with a beam, I bet he can't fight that, ugh (Uh-yea)

[Verse 2: FBG Young]
Ayy, ayy, ugh, bitch, I'm off two beans, now I think I'm Rambo, ayy
Bitch, I got the juice like a deuce in Faygos, ayy
Pockets got all hundreds like I kidnapped Quavo
And my shooters, they gon' shoot, I ain't gotta say so, ayy
Tote that fuckin' thirty, that's why I walk like that
'Cause you niggas know I don't really walk like that
And we shoot first, ain't no chance to blow right back
'Cause if we line ya up, ambulance truck, it's a bodybag
Close-range, face shot, got blood on my Dolce's
Paid a thousand for my sneakers, treat 'em like they throwaways
I just did two features, then hit Saks and blow away
I'm savin' up for a Rollie, iced-out face

[Chorus: Billionaire Black]
I got a big bankroll, that's why I walk like that, yeah
Bitch, I'm off the drank, that's why I talk like that
I mixed the Gucci with the Louis, why I sauce like that, woah
Ya bitch just hit my line, said, "I'ma call right back"
I said a nigga pull up on me, push his top right back, yeah
Left the bitch on seen, I ain't even write back
I said I shitted on his team, they ain't even like that
Look, thirty with a beam, I bet he can't fight that, ugh