RAMBO!

I'm about to break my goon streak

Back up, I'm about to bust!

I pull up on the scene like Rambo

I'm photogenic, look good from every angle

You show me your music, then I'm Anthony Fantano

If I'm at your girl's crib, then you can't go

Whoo! I'm in the pocket like a toothpick

Ride around the city, acting ruthless

Richer than a teacher, and I've never been a student

Thousand years later, they still listen to my music

Turned your bitch into a nudist

Billy is a movement, Billy is a moment

Billy is the reason that your bike got stolen

I didn't go to Poland, took a walk to the North Pole

Why you beefing in my comments? You're too old

Hit 'em with the Stone Cold Stunner

I'm Blade Runner, been popping for eight summers

Uh, your bitch just gave me her number

Damn, that's a bummer, it's Billy, mo'fucker (fuck!)

Feel like I've been drunk since middle school

How you try to start, and you still ain't even a little cool? (Ooh)

30 and you're broke, that's pitiful

Hating in my TikTok comments, being miserable (loser)

Aren't you embarrassed?

Since I was a junior, been a lil' badass

I just had two bad bitches on my mattress

While you delivered two McDoubles to my address

Oh, that's just mean, but fuck it, I'm clean

Get a lot of green for a couple 16s

You mad that you always gotta see me on your screen

I laugh while your girl goes down like a submarine

I'm too damn likeable, too damn witty

Philly bull, so you know the flow so gritty

You a grown man hating, that's oh so silly

Put the phone down, sir, go feed your damn kids, please

If you fuck with my money, we'll get in a lil' tussle

I'm 'bout big action, homie, I'm Kurt Russell

I ain't gon' kick her out, let the ho cuddle

These boys shrimp, they need some more muscle

Goddamn, I'm jacked up and handsome

Kicked down the door and bagged up the ransom

Stand back, I give out hands at random

Tell your grandma I could tap out her grandson

Chitty-chitty bang

I feel like the CEO of City Bank

Get the bread by any means

Really mane

Goddamn, I feel like "Rowdy" Roddy Piper

These boys rats, wear body wires

Fuck around, might catch a Swanton Bomb

I'm the QB, bitch, I don't go long

I'm too fast, run a 40-yard dash in four flat

Knocked 'em clean out, this boy seein the floor mat

Ball freak

Hit it from the back