Billy Marchiafava – GTFO lyrics

[Intro: Billy Marchiafava]
Shawty gon' top me 'cause all of the fame
Me and Sad Frosty we running the game
I don't got money I don't want no chain
But I still see your bitch get the fuck out my lane
Shawty gon' top me 'cause all of the fame
Me and Sad Frosty we running the game
I don't got money I don't want no chain
But I still see your bitch get the fuck out my lane

[Verse 1: Billy Marchiafava]
Fucking your bitch, yeah she throwing that back
Billy you suck, all your new shit is wack
Sike bitch I'm rich, and I'm never going back
I just left Gucci, I spent me a stack
Quarter milly just to get out the house
That bitch put my dick in her mouth
Yeah, I said it what you gonna do now?
You ain't do nothing, you stuck on the couch
Bitch I be rippin' it, dippin' it
Lotta designer my body be drippin' in
Stacks in the air motherfucker we swim in it
We gotta lotta blue hundreds we winnin' bitch (ayy)
I can't do math
I am not smart
I do not know how to start up my car
It runs by itself, It's takin' me far
Yeah that's a Tesla, I am a star


[Bridge]
*Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system*

[Verse 2: Sad Frosty]
New bitch say she lovin' my lingo
Make that ho scream like I'm playing Bingo
Her pussy pink just like a flamingo
I fucked his momma in the back of the Gringos
I need them bands on the regular
I fucked that that bitch she hit up cellular
She get on my nerves so i will not text with her
That bitch she a dub, Big Frosty won't credit her
I will not credit hoes they some sluts
Slop on my dick, she a thot
Pull up the foreign you know it's a drop
Me a lil' ty we skrrt off the lot
These broke boys they jealous they want us to stop
Vans on my feet and Supreme on my jeans
Diamonds they dancin' I feel like a king
I hit that lil' then I make that ho scream
Check out my kit this shit is so clean (yuh)
Billy and Frosty like what?
Billy and Frosty like huh?