Priorities (M.O.B.)
It's the BillZ
And my dawg ASTRO
Unh
It's BillZBondZ and when I get up on mic
I'm the type to get them rocking and rolling all through the night
All y'all talking I don't give a fuck about like no amount
Concerning the illyBondZ and that you can't ever doubt
ASTRO hit me up and said it's time
For both of us to get in it and simultaneously shine
He got a hell of a voice and way with words
And BillZBondZ got a swagger that ain't native to this earth
Putting in work like we living with the Prince
We got the keys to the game and we not giving any hints
Only ever dropping hits yup the shit that people vibe to
Tryna make a party jumping y'all got the right dudes
Living this life through a beat and a mic
With lyric throwing we nice
Flowing colder than carbon ice
Sticking to our guns we never gonna run
Cuz we been coughing coughing coughing coughing the smoke up in our lungs
UNH
Me and BillZ dropping bombs and call them songs
Have your speakers bumping make you sing along
Smoking reefer out of beakers crazy weed up in the bong
Rolling up a fat jay filling ash trays faster than Cheech and Chong
(Cheech and Chong?)
We're the best in the city with it
Please don't get it twisted
We take care of our business
Repping retro fitted
Getting money over bitches
O O O O Over bitches
Over bitches ver bitches
Getting money over bitches so delicious
No you know it's so persistent
I can never fold I'm with it
Hoe just quit it
You know I get money
O O Over bitches
Over bitches
And my dawg ASTRO
Unh
It's BillZBondZ and when I get up on mic
I'm the type to get them rocking and rolling all through the night
All y'all talking I don't give a fuck about like no amount
Concerning the illyBondZ and that you can't ever doubt
ASTRO hit me up and said it's time
For both of us to get in it and simultaneously shine
He got a hell of a voice and way with words
And BillZBondZ got a swagger that ain't native to this earth
Putting in work like we living with the Prince
We got the keys to the game and we not giving any hints
Only ever dropping hits yup the shit that people vibe to
Tryna make a party jumping y'all got the right dudes
Living this life through a beat and a mic
With lyric throwing we nice
Flowing colder than carbon ice
Sticking to our guns we never gonna run
Cuz we been coughing coughing coughing coughing the smoke up in our lungs
UNH
Me and BillZ dropping bombs and call them songs
Have your speakers bumping make you sing along
Smoking reefer out of beakers crazy weed up in the bong
Rolling up a fat jay filling ash trays faster than Cheech and Chong
(Cheech and Chong?)
We're the best in the city with it
Please don't get it twisted
We take care of our business
Repping retro fitted
Getting money over bitches
O O O O Over bitches
Over bitches ver bitches
Getting money over bitches so delicious
No you know it's so persistent
I can never fold I'm with it
Hoe just quit it
You know I get money
O O Over bitches
Over bitches
Credits
Writer(s): Jay Johnson
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