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letra de the buildup - bill wailey

[verse 1]
people acknowledge me like i’m roman
my b-tch scoring goals like she alex morgan
smoked a cigarette before i went to school
people asking “what’s that smell?”, now i’m the fool
i’m no fool b-tch, i’m wailey to the f-ckin’ bill
y’all n-ggas too aggressive, y’all need to chill
i’m sky high, got me flying like a f-ckin’ fish
yeah, i added weed right in my d-mn dish
it was delicious, it was disgusting, i don’t care
i just wanna get fit, or maybe i’ll try to skate
sit in my couch, watching soccer like i’m thirty
my b-tch gave me head ’cause she know that i’m thirsty
legal for night clubbin’, and i’ll make it soon
young n-gga very soon be going to the moon
ten b-tches i f-cked and i’m not even past eighteen
believe me when i said i’ve been a rebel since thirteen
njggas would never believe me when i say i’m dating
it’s fine, dating never worked out for me, now i’m hating
hating on my ex-b-tch and sh-t, d-mn she did me wrong
now i’m not feelin’ the joint, smokin’ weed with a bong
gettin’ high as f-ck jus’ to forget ’bout that b-tch
but i know she’ll miss me when i f-cking get rich
so we sippin’ that good codiene in our f-ckin’ cups
so that’s what i call the motherf-ckin’ buildup
[hook]
that was the buildup to the beat, ya b-tch
that was the buildup to the song, ya b-tch
that was the buildup to the outro, b-tch
and i was like
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
b-tch, i was like
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
yeah, ye, ye, ayy

[verse 2]
b-tch, i whoop ass, i’m the ultimate ass whooper
ake batle isphithiphithi like i’m pabi cooper
i play that sh-t daily like that sh-t is my jam
didn’t study for the test so all i can do is cram
rollin’ up joints longer than test cricket games
smoke my problems away, don’t f-ck with ’em lames
b-tch, call me pluto because i’m feelin’ fresh kalokhu
goin’ super saiyan three on this n-ggas like i’m goku
d-mn, this b-tch got me with that leverage
but when i turn 21, best believe that i’ll be savage
b-tch, i’m like a f-ckin’ beast, but i’m not brock
these n-ggas better go home and sh-t, i wanna lock
the house and sh-t, these n-ggas drunk as f-ck
they tryin’ their luck with my sister, man that’s bad luck
’cause i’m coming for their asses with a godd-mn knife
best believe that n-gga’s runnin’ for his f-ckin’ life
shh, ayy i don’t k!ll n-ggas, man i only send threats
just like takelot be sendin’ me some new threads
rockin’ polo, hugo and tommy hilfiger at the same time
d-mn, these b-tches starin’ like i’m some kind of dime
yeah, get the h-ll out of my face b-tch, i’m like king bach
feel like goin’ to nn and meet my dog and play catch
tell my n-gga that no one likes a f-ckin’ snitch
but that was just the f-ckin’ buildup, ya b-tch
[hook]
that was the buildup to the beat, ya b-tch
that was the buildup to the song, ya b-tch
that was the buildup to the outro, b-tch
and i was like
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
b-tch, i was like
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
yeah, ye, ye, ayy

[bridge]
wait, hold up
i’m still ’bout to transition
yeah, that’s a confirmation
it’s still bill wailey
take over the place daily
ya b-tch

[hook]
that was the buildup to the beat, ya b-tch
that was the buildup to the song, ya b-tch
that was the buildup to the outro, b-tch
and i was like
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
b-tch, i was like
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
yeah, ye, ye, ayy
yeah, ye, ye, ayy

- bill wailey

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