Warning, protocol breachThere's been a glitch detected in the main frameActivating Voyager26, initiate sequence resetBad lil bih wanna turn my headI thought the feelings were deadI thought the money would mean nothingNow I'm in question of everything saidI thought you wanted a man with a billyBut Billy don't fuck with the deadYou must be outta your headYou must be outta your headYou must be outta your headYou must be outta your headYou cursing the temple with regular cursiveYou playing this song for the fedsPimpin' you know what I saidPimpin' you know what I saidI'm dressed in a suit you can already tellThat my nikkaz will come for your headHow does it look, see from the bottomSearching for you in a room full of commasThought I was finished with picking the cottonThought you were finished but you have forgottenFeeling the fire from regular lightHarley David with a regular spikeTurning Saiyan with the regular biteAnd I hardly get paid for the things that I writeMind your wing, you got a bat with a regular swingWe could do pockets with regular skinKilling this shit it's a regular thingFuck do you meanWe do not work, we camp at the fireFuck do you meanWe hit the bank and then we rewireThis is a dream for all my goonsLong as they telling the truthLong as they hop in the booth and let looseI won't question a thing or the way that they moveI am an animal dawg, damn it I ran into y'allHow could you want me to fall on my assYou not a friend to me dawgBad lil bih wanna turn my headI thought the feelings were deadI thought the money would mean nothingNow I'm in question of everything saidI thought you wanted a man with a billyBut Billy don't fuck with the deadYou must be outta your headYou must be outta your headYou must be outta your headYou must be outta your headYou cursing the temple with regular cursiveYou playing this song for the fedsPimpin' you know what I saidPimpin' you know what I saidI'm dressed in a suit you can already tellThat my nikkaz will come for your headLook, opium straight to the roofHoly accordion speak of whateverThe accent is burning the truthHow you look down on a eagle, you evilAnd imma just give you the proofDark is the moon and the earthTake away the sun and there is your proofBack on my bully transcended the earth,black boy that commanded the birthTabloids that corrected the waveNow the trap noise has connected the turfWhy should he beg for a verseArm and a leg for a purseYou foolies dying of thirstYou gotta get to me firstFind me dead, before you ever see me quitEvery time this is it, watch the whole city splitMost love and some spoke downGuess I'm way up with the shitWay up with the shit, let your girl vibe with this shitBad lil bih wanna turn my headI thought the feelings were deadI thought the money would mean nothingNow I'm in question of everything saidI thought you wanted a man with a billyBut Billy don't fuck with the deadYou must be outta your headYou must be outta your headYou must be outta your headYou must be outta your headYou cursing the temple with regular cursiveYou playing this song for the fedsPimpin' you know what I saidPimpin' you know what I saidI'm dressed in a suit you can already tellThat my nikkaz will come for your head