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Bili's Revenge Video (MV)




Performed By: Bobby Grand
Language: English
Length: 2:23
Written by: Bobby James JR Pope




Bobby Grand - Bili's Revenge Lyrics
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I can't contain myself, tried to change myself
I can't hold this shit down
I need my respect, I need all the checks
I'm not waitin mothaf*cka, it's
On mothaf*cka, it's on
On mothaf*cka, it's on
On mothaf*cka, it's on
On mothaf*cka
Straight up out the SuckaFree, and none of y'all f*ckin wit me
I don't even go on dates no more, she f*ckin for free
I don't even feel the love no more, how they hatin on me
Pussy ass niggas stealing swag, they rapin the steeze
Just admit, i'm the illest that ever did it
Kanye of the bay, I don't care if you see my vision
Ali bomaye, Muhammad of my town
Uppercut these niggas, i'm knockin they bitches down
Flyest in the state, highest in the country
Bitch, my presence is a present, you are very lucky
And, I dare one of you peasants, try and touch me
Think I work wit sanitation, all that damn dumping
Once my ego wake, It's over
Now I'm here to pillage, burn down the village
Hide women and children, y'all niggas been chillin
The world gon pay for this hunger pain I'm feelin
Ay
It go who f*ckin wit Bili
None of you niggas, that's my son and nem
Top 5 on this side yea, I'm one of them
Hi tops, ballin on niggas, I need no support
Dead rappers when I get done, go and get my fork
Time to eat, you not gang, then it's time to sleep
Feelin gleeful wit ya bitch, got her cleaning my heat
Niggas mad, I'm super good, always showing my teeth
Clappin cheeks, I make ear muffs outta her feet
Kiss her lips, she make breakfast then it's time to dip
Bank account, I see commas, but I'm tryna flip
Sassy ass, niggas on TikTok, shakin they hips
Can't relate, I like checks, shoes and collecting whips
Ay
Switch the style up on em, my nigga said I'm getting wild up on em
F*ck it, it's been a while
Set the screen, hard fouls up on em, dunk on his head and flick off the ref
I can afford the tech
Tired of you niggas talking about you run my city man
And when I see you niggas It's 10 Niggas in a minivan
Wit beat up sneakers and dirty dreads
Cap, sayin you never heard of Bili when most you niggas is really fans
GOAT flo, when I hit the stu and I touch the mic
Tried ya best, you pale in comparison, f*ck ya life
Charge it to the game how I rizz her up, then f*ck ya wife
Matter fact, let me text her, I'm tryna f*ck tonight
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I can't contain myself, tried to change myself
I can't hold this shit down
I need my respect, I need all the checks
I'm not waitin mothaf*cka, it's
On mothaf*cka, it's on
On mothaf*cka, it's on
On mothaf*cka, it's on
On mothaf*cka
Straight up out the SuckaFree, and none of y'all f*ckin wit me
I don't even go on dates no more, she f*ckin for free
I don't even feel the love no more, how they hatin on me
Pussy ass niggas stealing swag, they rapin the steeze
Just admit, i'm the illest that ever did it
Kanye of the bay, I don't care if you see my vision
Ali bomaye, Muhammad of my town
Uppercut these niggas, i'm knockin they bitches down
Flyest in the state, highest in the country
Bitch, my presence is a present, you are very lucky
And, I dare one of you peasants, try and touch me
Think I work wit sanitation, all that damn dumping
Once my ego wake, It's over
Now I'm here to pillage, burn down the village
Hide women and children, y'all niggas been chillin
The world gon pay for this hunger pain I'm feelin
Ay
It go who f*ckin wit Bili
None of you niggas, that's my son and nem
Top 5 on this side yea, I'm one of them
Hi tops, ballin on niggas, I need no support
Dead rappers when I get done, go and get my fork
Time to eat, you not gang, then it's time to sleep
Feelin gleeful wit ya bitch, got her cleaning my heat
Niggas mad, I'm super good, always showing my teeth
Clappin cheeks, I make ear muffs outta her feet
Kiss her lips, she make breakfast then it's time to dip
Bank account, I see commas, but I'm tryna flip
Sassy ass, niggas on TikTok, shakin they hips
Can't relate, I like checks, shoes and collecting whips
Ay
Switch the style up on em, my nigga said I'm getting wild up on em
F*ck it, it's been a while
Set the screen, hard fouls up on em, dunk on his head and flick off the ref
I can afford the tech
Tired of you niggas talking about you run my city man
And when I see you niggas It's 10 Niggas in a minivan
Wit beat up sneakers and dirty dreads
Cap, sayin you never heard of Bili when most you niggas is really fans
GOAT flo, when I hit the stu and I touch the mic
Tried ya best, you pale in comparison, f*ck ya life
Charge it to the game how I rizz her up, then f*ck ya wife
Matter fact, let me text her, I'm tryna f*ck tonight
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Writer: Bobby James JR Pope
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