Jim Jonsin - Billion Dollar Thug sh** lyrics

Troy NōKA: My day intel's of making chips, bill gates I'm try'na get my pockets fat, uncle phils face Fresh prince i'm in bel-air Burning trees with my n***a, frank Lucas how i do this, what that mean?, that mean i'm getting bank Watch my alpaca, no shoes in my mansion Billion dollar thug sh**, young richard branson Pull up in 10 astons, i wanna talk to sampson With fine girls like howard's campus yelling my anthem This is my most expensive flow right now Gon head pop the champagne Oooo big money This is my most expensive flow right now Pull up in a car i can't name Helicopters on the sun-deck Billion dollar thug sh** My suit tailored, no wiz khalif All these rappers bank weak Make em rinse my feet And kiss my ring to pay homage how i diss the beat And f** rapping if i'm only getting 60 G's I got bigger dreams Than dr king in a time machine I need a jet, semi submarine Pull up in a phantom, don't you think i'm handsome All i need is leila lopes yelling my anthem This is my most expensive flow right now Gon head pop the champagne Ooo big money This is my most expensive flow right now Pull up in a car i can't name Helicopters on the sun-deck Billion dollar thug sh** Everybody put ya motherf**ing gla** up If you feeling good put ya hands up All my fine ladies put ya hands up All my trill n***as yea gon and stand up Uh if you balling put ya cash up Uh this that billion dollar thug sh** Uh b ba ba billion dollar thug sh** Yea this that billion dollar thug sh** This is my most expensive flow right now Gon head pop the champagne Ooo big money This is my most expensive flow right now Pull up in a car i can't name Helicopters on the sun-deck Billion dollar thug sh**