Chris Feez - Bill Bellamy Lyrics

Shorty said she feeling me
I know it ain't nothing
She really aint fronting
I need me a trilogy
Turn up the whole summer
Layback when I wanna
I'm feeling like Bill Bellamy
I got me a stunner
Just need me a gunner
These bitches gon drill for me
I'm talking gon kill for me
They like how do you deal with me
They love keeping it real with me
And I know that's a fact
Taking your bitch
And she aint coming back
All in the party and I'm wearing black
Just like a teacher you with the slacks
And I'm in the trap still with the slatts
Been on a roll yeah getting racks
If you need something nigga just ask
Iont ballhog nigga I could pass
Better get your money
Better make it last
Had to put these niggas all in the past
Can't smoke with me
Cause your shit is trash
Smoking that Zaza that's the gas
Been on the road yeah living fast
Try and catch me nigga I'm Flash
Had to put 200 all on the dash
Try drive my car hope you don't crash
Tell these old rappers go take some laps
I aint tryna hear none of they raps
Niggas aint speaking facts they all caps
All my niggas dogs all your niggas rats
Got 9 lives just like a cat
I got 10 hoes nigga I'm a Mac
Pull up big body yeah just like Shaq
Pull up big body yeah like Shaq
Yeah like Shaq
Pull up big body yeah like Shaq
Yeah like Shaq
Pull up big body yeah like Shaq
Yeah like Shaq
Pullup big body yeah like shaq
My whole vibe been switching
Making moves my time went missing
People wanna walk your shoes
But they not fit for your position
Anyday I'm taking off
Maybe that's when they'll all listen
Instead of tryna hate up on me
Maybe ya should count ya blessings
I been out there in that field
I been starving in them trenches
Every night I grab that steel
Use this mic like its my weapon
Niggas talk but they not real
You'll get kicked right out my section
Niggas know I'm even keel
I don't need no bad attention

Shorty said she feeling me
I know it ain't nothing
She really aint fronting
I need me a trilogy
Turn up the whole summer
Layback when I wanna
I'm feeling like Bill Bellamy
I got me a stunner
Just need me a gunner
These bitches gon drill for me
I'm talking gon kill for me
They like how do you deal with me
They love keeping it real with me
And I know that's a fact
Taking your bitch
And she aint coming back
All in the party and I'm wearing black
Just like a teacher you with the slacks
And I'm in the trap still with the slatts
Been on a roll yeah getting racks
If you need something nigga just ask
Iont ballhog nigga I could pass
Better get your money
Better make it last
Had to put these niggas all in the past
Can't smoke with me
Cause your shit is trash
Smoking that Zaza that's the gas
Been on the road yeah living fast
Try and catch me nigga I'm Flash
Had to put 200 all on the dash
Try drive my car hope you don't crash
Tell these old rappers go take some laps
I aint tryna hear none of they raps
Niggas aint speaking facts they all caps
All my niggas dogs all your niggas rats
Got 9 lives just like a cat
I got 10 hoes nigga I'm a Mac
Pull up big body yeah just like Shaq
Pull up big body yeah like Shaq
Yeah like Shaq
Pull up big body yeah like Shaq
Yeah like Shaq
Pull up big body yeah like Shaq
Yeah like Shaq
Pullup big body yeah like shaq
My whole vibe been switching
Making moves my time went missing
People wanna walk your shoes
But they not fit for your position
Anyday I'm taking off
Maybe that's when they'll all listen
Instead of tryna hate up on me
Maybe ya should count ya blessings
I been out there in that field
I been starving in them trenches
Every night I grab that steel
Use this mic like its my weapon
Niggas talk but they not real
You'll get kicked right out my section
Niggas know I'm even keel
I don't need no bad attention