Billy Bandz - Fantastic Lyrics

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ya, ya Look me in my eyes, tell me what you see
Too street for a rat, I'm in da trap for cheese, okay
I'm a bill collector, bring them racks to me, okay
Take a n***a s***, you got that sack for free, okay
Better believe in drama, uh I believe that n***a shitty, I can be his
Karma, ay He cry to his mama, ay
I should be a teacher, how, how I'm a problem solver, ay
N***a, I'm scared of who, who Only of your honor, he send n****s away
Ain't no time to wait, I'm tryna get it today, ay
N****s think they got the answer, b***h, you not sway
Don't care about no money, we spend hundreds on 8th's, ay
You can make a sack out of the s*** in the tray
I'm a misfit, baby, ay I'ma drive her crazy, ay
Even if she down to ride its AMG Mercedes, ay
How the f*** you wanna hunnit? Boy, your a** too lazy, ay
Boy, your a** can't faze me, ay I spit that real s*** that these n****s feel, ay
Dis a G-Lock, I don't f*** with Will, ay
Off-White sneakers, Navy blue and teal, ay
I caught a fin, I dove in for real Boy, I do that s*** for real
I ain't got no time to slide my young n****s, be down to kill
You can die like any day, like your body be sick and ill
I don't wanna go to jail, I'm too big for them petty meals
My life a movie, call it Beverly Hills, ay
No, I don't speak no pig latin
I see that y'all f*** with 12, man, I'ma let you have it
In the trap, don't wanna see you win crabs in the basket
I done killed her p***y, she was my friend, give this ho a casket, ay
Ain't her father, she call me her daddy, ay
Sh*t expensive, this a different fabric, ay
My money stretch like it be elastic
I throw up 4's, but we ain't fantastic