Bill Gates

Uh huh

Yeah

Uh, skinny ass pants, fresh pair of Vans

If them niggas keep trippin' they can share an ambulance

Throw up blood with my hands, my gang poppin' niggas

Smoke that Keisha not that Reggie for you name droppin' niggas

All day I do it, I do it like Tony

Got a sign on my dick that say "bad bitches only"

I don't drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt

Man I'm on that patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked

Got a silence on the gun, that bitch go "pew"

Got-got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too

Yeah, all my niggas nuts and I'm a loose screw

Bitch I get big bucks, pockets on Bruce Bruce

Yeah I talk that shit, bitch I got bread, bitch I got toast

Welcome to the murder show, I am the motherfuckin' host

They call me Weezy F Baby, yes I do the fuckin' most

I'm at they throats until they choke

The God has spoke, I need a smoke, wait...

Now let it breathe Tune

Yeahh

It go, all these bitches and niggas still hatin'

I used to be ballin', but now I'm Bill Gate-in'

Got a list full of problems, I tend to 'em later

Yeah life is a bitch, but I appreciate her

Man all these bitches and niggas still hatin'

Yeah I used to be ballin', but now I'm Bill Gate-in'

Got a list full of problems, I tend to 'em later

Yeah life is a bitch, but I appreciate her man

Yeah

It go, dark ass shades, I can't see them haters

Now eat these fuckin' bullets, don't forget to tip the waiter

Dress like a skater, ride on you like Shaun White

I'm high all day, you can call that shit a long flight

Every nights a long night, every day's a holiday

I don't fuck with squares, now do that mean I'm outta shape?

Yes I talk shit, gotta defecate to conversate

Weezy fuck the world, yup I fuck it til it ovulate

Get her to the crib, get in that pussy and just dominate

Weezy F Baby, and the F is for fornicate

Polo Ralph Lauren bitch, that's what my pajamas say

Big tall glass of some shit you can't pronounciate

Boogers in the bezel of my watch with the vomit face

And still I do not give you motherfuckers the time of day

Pistol in your mouth, I can not make out what you tryna say

And if they wanna war, then tell them motherfuckers bombs away!

Man all these bitches and niggas still hatin'

Man I used to be ballin', but now I'm Bill Gate-in'

Got a list full of problems, I tend to 'em later

And life is a bitch, but I appreciate her

Man all these bitches and niggas still hatin'

And I used to be ballin', but now I'm Bill Gate-in'

Got a list full of problems, I tend to 'em later

Man life is a bitch, but I appreciate her

Let it breathe Tune

Just let it breathe Tune

Yeahh, hah

Young, Young Mula baby

Young Mula baby

Young, Young Mula baby

Just let it breathe Tune