Dry Cry
Yeah, I'm the best rapper there ever is
I'm a handsome genuine genius
I'm a billionaire
See sometimes you got to program your brain
To what you want to be
And where you feel like you want to change in life
See, words really powerful
And they lied when they said words can't hurt you
Cuz your own words could really kill you
Hoodbaby
I say I'm a billionaire
But I only touched thousands
Got back on my feet
A young nigga fell off the mountain
I be so high
New money coming in forgot to count it
I don't know why
Both my bros locked up it got me thinking
Made my bitch count me out five bands
I need a new GG
Still screaming free GG
I bet broski fill you up
Don't play wit DP
Sipping drugs out double cup
It got me geeked b
They say lil bro you hot
But you ain't teach me
My dope fell out of my socks
My momma beat me
And I stopped chipping them rocks
Make hits off Pro Tools
But I'm a pro wit' my tool
Hope that ain't confuse you though
Somebody gon make the news
Shoot shit like a movie oh
They try save em
Fuck the feds and fuck the ambulance
I put damage through these years
My heart need to bandage it
Dry cry, fuck it I mean dry tears
They do drive-bys
But we hop out over here
I say I'm a menace but I really am
We whack shit like tennis
Unlike opps they tweak up on the gram
I got what you need
Percocets, molly, codeine
I won't answer shit
Know his heart hurting he owe me
Free my blood
They really sent him back cuz of a OD
I say I'm a billionaire
But I only touched thousands
Got back on my feet
A young nigga fell off the mountain
I be so high
New money coming in forgot to count it
I don't know why
Both my bros locked up it got me thinking
Made my bitch count me out five bands
I need a new GG
Still screaming free GG
I bet broski fill you up
Don't play wit DP
Sipping drugs out double cup
It got me geeked b
They say lil bro you hot
But you ain't teach me
Ohh, know they hating on me
I know that fasho
Got my blick on me
You know imma blow
Stomp up on your hood
Like big Ouu don't tip toe
I break her back and pull her neck
Put that on god she tip toe
My son is a billionaire baby
His mom is a billionaire baby
In the trap yeah I said fuck a job
In the stu, wit my double cup
I'm blicked up wit' Rah
Bro got aim, he put him in a blunt
I smoke him in a Raw
Got the devil on my right shoulder
Jesus on my left
My shooter he shoot like Curry
He be shooting wit his left
And he don't do it off a TEC
Momma called me randomly
Said it's your time said mom I know
If I blow then bro blow
I say I'm a billionaire
But I only touched thousands
Got back on my feet
A young nigga fell off the mountain
I be so high
New money coming in forgot to count it
I don't know why
Both my bros locked up it got me thinking
Made my bitch count me out five bands
I need a new GG
Still screaming free GG
I bet broski fill you up
Don't play wit DP
Sipping drugs out double cup
It got me geeked b
They say lil bro you hot
But you ain't teach me
Ohhh
Ohhh
I'm a handsome genuine genius
I'm a billionaire
See sometimes you got to program your brain
To what you want to be
And where you feel like you want to change in life
See, words really powerful
And they lied when they said words can't hurt you
Cuz your own words could really kill you
Hoodbaby
I say I'm a billionaire
But I only touched thousands
Got back on my feet
A young nigga fell off the mountain
I be so high
New money coming in forgot to count it
I don't know why
Both my bros locked up it got me thinking
Made my bitch count me out five bands
I need a new GG
Still screaming free GG
I bet broski fill you up
Don't play wit DP
Sipping drugs out double cup
It got me geeked b
They say lil bro you hot
But you ain't teach me
My dope fell out of my socks
My momma beat me
And I stopped chipping them rocks
Make hits off Pro Tools
But I'm a pro wit' my tool
Hope that ain't confuse you though
Somebody gon make the news
Shoot shit like a movie oh
They try save em
Fuck the feds and fuck the ambulance
I put damage through these years
My heart need to bandage it
Dry cry, fuck it I mean dry tears
They do drive-bys
But we hop out over here
I say I'm a menace but I really am
We whack shit like tennis
Unlike opps they tweak up on the gram
I got what you need
Percocets, molly, codeine
I won't answer shit
Know his heart hurting he owe me
Free my blood
They really sent him back cuz of a OD
I say I'm a billionaire
But I only touched thousands
Got back on my feet
A young nigga fell off the mountain
I be so high
New money coming in forgot to count it
I don't know why
Both my bros locked up it got me thinking
Made my bitch count me out five bands
I need a new GG
Still screaming free GG
I bet broski fill you up
Don't play wit DP
Sipping drugs out double cup
It got me geeked b
They say lil bro you hot
But you ain't teach me
Ohh, know they hating on me
I know that fasho
Got my blick on me
You know imma blow
Stomp up on your hood
Like big Ouu don't tip toe
I break her back and pull her neck
Put that on god she tip toe
My son is a billionaire baby
His mom is a billionaire baby
In the trap yeah I said fuck a job
In the stu, wit my double cup
I'm blicked up wit' Rah
Bro got aim, he put him in a blunt
I smoke him in a Raw
Got the devil on my right shoulder
Jesus on my left
My shooter he shoot like Curry
He be shooting wit his left
And he don't do it off a TEC
Momma called me randomly
Said it's your time said mom I know
If I blow then bro blow
I say I'm a billionaire
But I only touched thousands
Got back on my feet
A young nigga fell off the mountain
I be so high
New money coming in forgot to count it
I don't know why
Both my bros locked up it got me thinking
Made my bitch count me out five bands
I need a new GG
Still screaming free GG
I bet broski fill you up
Don't play wit DP
Sipping drugs out double cup
It got me geeked b
They say lil bro you hot
But you ain't teach me
Ohhh
Ohhh
Credits
Writer(s): Mathias Thalhofer, Hoodbaby Peppa
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