Letra de Humpty Dumpty - Shotgun Willy

(Feat. Billy Marchiafava)

I'm gettin' stressed

Need a bitch to suck the soul right out my chest

In the game so long and most these people never heard me yet

I feel like Humpty Dumpty when off that Percocet

Pipe down, if you talkin' shit we comin' for your neck

I'm still the shit, uh huh

Got a bitch with tits, uh huh

I'm not in a gang, but I do gang shit, uh huh, uh huh

Bankroll longer than a telephone number

And I've been doing numbers for the past six summers

"Hey Billy, how about you give 'em a little bit mo'?"

I can do this in my sleep, sleet, hail or snow

Can't fuck with us

Another one bites the dust

I'm at the bank, with a shank

Put the money in the duffle bag

Never thought I'd turn out like that

But the money made me a madman

Now I'm duckin' 5-0 in the back of a matte black caravan with expired tags, it's Billy

Your favorite rapper can't rap

Your favorite rapper bought views

Your favorite rapper ain't shit

Your favorite rapper's a bitch

Your favorite rapper can't tie his shoes

Rappin' like rent is due

I'm a dog in the booth

Black boots and an all white suit

Billy back with brand new tune

I'm growing old inside this studio

Got missed calls on my phone

I'm dialed in, I only got one job

I better do it then

If I don't make another fuckin' hit

I'm flipping burgers at the drive-in

I never went to school

But I got a degree in finance

Picture this, uh huh

Mister kiss your bitch, uh huh

Mister missed my dinner

Shit pissed off the president, uh huh, uh huh

Here come the climax

My lifespan be on IMAX

I keep on getting sidetracked

Hold tight, I'll be right back, like

Yeah, came back a little bit older

Flow got a little bit slower

Show up not sober, but so what?

Motorboat Oprah

So cutthroat, no roanoa

I'm the one and only

Run this shit like Mr. Mosby

Two twin bitches, Zach and Cody

No simp sons, me and my homie, holy moly

We smokin' rocks 'til all we see is polka dots

I hope to God that I don't overdose while playing Overwatch

Gonna be a rich old man

Roll with the clique, no Flintstone van

Crypto scam

If I don't pull out the bitch gon' get her a big ol' bag

Makes me mad

Matter fact, makes me cry

'Cause I just don't know why

Why can't I afford my child support after my wife divorced?

Why can't I afford my child support after my wife divorced?

Ninety four

Tryna pipe these whores 'til I'm on life support

Life is short

I was born in times before the dinosaurs

To break your spinal cord and reach my final form

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