Pilin'

Aye man take it from the top man
 I want to put the adlibs and the mother fucking chorus
 And all that shit you know
 Billionaire Banks man I'm on here
 Come on Dustin shit
 I'ma get on one of these bitches and I'ma freestyle
 Thats the feature I want to be on right there
 I want to be on that shit
 They count me out fuck it
 I start counting up
 Swift with business
 Focused on them digits
 They start rounding up
 Can't appreciate the win
 If you ain't never took a loss
 How you charge it to the game
 If you ain't never knew the cost
 Can you tell the difference between
 Something earned and something bought
 You acquire season
 You gone need it to create that sauce
 Candy coated whip hard top
 But my bitch is soft
 Windows down music up
 Light some fye inhale and cough
 Couple thousand on my swag
 I'm styling
 And my niggas got my back
 Yeah they wilding
 Got a call like where you at
 On a island
 But you know I'm in my bag
 Money piling
 Monday through the weekend
 All my niggas eating
 Balling play some defense
 All this ice it's freezing
 Why they ain't believing
 Told them it's my season
 It ain't sauce it's season
 Baby it's my season
 They be mad you shitting on them
 They stay broke you fixing on them
 They so sick they kissing Rona
 Fuck these hoes ain't kissing on them
 You took off went missing on them
 Your downfall they wishing on it
 All that shit can miss me with it
 Fucking with me like playing them numbers
 Bitch I am the winning ticket
 You play games it's been a minute
 If I'm in it I play to win it
 Landlord Flow you be the tenant
 Shoot shit up and flee attendance
 Bitch ass niggas they need attention
 Counting this money I need assistance
 Blowing this bag and she a witness
 Couple thousand on my swag
 I'm styling
 And my niggas got my back
 Yeah they wilding
 Got a call like where you at
 On a island
 But you know I'm in my bag
 Money piling
 Monday through the weekend
 All my niggas eating
 Balling play some defense
 All this ice it's freezing
 Why they ain't believing
 Told them it's my season
 It ain't sauce it's season
 Baby it's my season
 Couple thousand on my swag
 Yea that nigga styling he styling he styling
 He styling
 And my niggas got my back
 Yeah them boys be wilding they wilding they wilding
 They wilding
 Got a call like where you at
 Somewhere on a island a island a island
 A island
 But you know I'm in my bag
 Yeah this money piling its piling its piling
 It's piling