Enjoy The Violence lyrics
by Billy Marchiafava
(Let’s get right to it)
Why you gonna slide
If you ain't gonna f*ck
I pull up to the party
And they all gonna duck
You don't want heat with us
Making money so meticulous
Five years in the game
And I've just begun
f*ck fame
Better run me my funds
Turn a hating-ass motherf*cker into dust
And you dress like a bum
Get your money up
I said one
Nothing's wrong with me
Two
Nothing's wrong with me
Three
b*tches in the back seat
Four
Play is all I need
Billy, come through
Stunting with a pound of weed
Smoke
Come shop with me
It's been a good-ass year
And it's only March
Hating ass smoking on delta carts
It's Billy
(Hey Ryan, pass the Henny)
(I’m feeling good)
(Now go back in)
Give di*k to a b*tch
And she look like Margе
Simpson, I'll turn your shirt crimson
Billy, play a b*tch like a Gibson
Guitar
My bars
Come from a spaceship on Mars
I'm feeling likе the man
f*ck a bad b*tch in her van
Gimme them yams, baby
Gimme them yams
Top ten humans on earth
Shorty told me that I got girth
She don't want you
You a nerd
I'm clean, no germs
I'm a man of my words
Put a verse in a hearse
Put a verse in a motherf*cking hearse
I'm a comma comma comma comma comma chameleon
Billy, hit it once
Now she all in her feelings
I won't stop until the money stacked to the ceiling
And it's only the beginning
Billy
(Yeah, just let it play)