text: Yea
  Every morning im waking up
  Feeling like a million bucks
  I keep chasing this paper
  Like I cant make enough
  I got these haters sick
  I got these bitches stuck
  To the ladies Im Mr. Billy
  To the haters, Mr. Banga tucked
  Let a nigga start acting tough
  Before his bitch try to leave with us
  I aint my fault shorty choosing
  Either way I dont give a fuck
  She like Billy hurry up
  Im trying to do some crazy stuff
  If that was your boyfriend back in the club
  By the end of the night, yall breaking up
  What, Thats right
  Drunk as fuck and Im feeling nice
  Ace of spades when in the VIP
  We high as fuck, We in the stars tonight
  Couple killers
  All my Gs
  Buying out the bar with acouple Gs
  Make it rain all drinks on me
  Mix my Goose up with Grand Cru please
  Im hot, 100 degrees
  These niggas got nothing on me
  All we do is drink and smoke weed
  Hit up a club and party and dont leave
  Get acouple girls and bring them to VIP
  We all fucked up
  We dancing off key
  Money everywhere green all I see
  We, stay balling while you haters play D
  Yea
  Money everywhere green all I see
  Money everywhere green all I see
  We, stay balling while you haters play D
  Money everywhere green all I see
  And the party dont start till I walk in