[Intro]
Yo before I get to the song I just wanna put something out there
Bef-before you listen to the song, just because I'm reflecting on myself it does not mean that, yo, I always think about myself and I’m selfish guy, you know what I'm sayin', let me just put this out there
Okay, to the song
Yeah!
It’s Bill WAILEY bitches!
Woo!
[Verse 1]
Niggas tryna get me to listen to Lil Pump's albums and shit
I was like, nah niggas, don't listen to that joker, he's a tit
Ladies tryna get a nigga to give 'em pocket money
I was like, nah baby, I ain't got 'em racks, honey
And now niggas wanna ask me if I got a fuckin' bitch
There’s privacy and secrets to keep there, don’t wanna snitch
Don't wanna six-nine, don’t wanna stab my friends in the back
Even if those friends aren't so fun to be with, they wack
I was sleeping in the lobby one day and was made viral
Was turned into a video and things went to a downward spiral
But it's cool thou, I sleep like an angel and I fuck like a dog
Ladies know me well and shit, I'm underground like a groundhog
Don’t know when last I went to church, don't know what's a sermon
My body has 92% of liquid like a fucking watermelon
Miss my 18th birthday party nigga, that party was ratchet
Even got my opps to forgive me and we bury the hatchet
Jus' to make the party happen and also for the sex
Got good sex that night, damn, girl cursed me with a hex
No wonder I forgot about her, but I remember her pussy
Sweet like American pie and tastes like juice, she juicy
Shit, thinkin' of fuckin' a model from a Playboy magazine
Man, those ladies spread their legs like it's margarine
And my mouth be real clean, man I used Listerine
Wish I could get hooked on methamphetamine
[Hook]
That nigga Bill Wailey at his prime
Ignore that nigga, that's crime
And your time is up and my time is now
I'm like John Cena bitch, my time is now
Jus' reflecting on myself once again
Also reflecting on the weight I never gain
No cap, I'm comin' to take the throne
Runnin' in circles like I'm Post Malone
[Refrain]
Reflecting, reflecting, reflecting on me
Reflecting, reflecting, reflecting on me
Reflecting, reflecting, reflecting on me
Reflecting, reflecting, reflecting on me
I said I'm reflecting, reflecting, on me
Reflecting, reflecting, reflecting on me
Reflecting, reflecting, reflecting on me
Reflecting, reflecting, reflecting on me
[Verse 2]
From Will Bailey to Bill Wailey, from Bailey Will to Wailey Bill
I switched up my stage name just so I can make a mil'
But it's still the same nigga that just don't give a fuck
About anything or anyone 'cause he thinks that you suck
Everything yearns patience and time, I'll be the bigger man
And a bigger man always got to have a brilliant plan
I don't fuck with stress so all I wanna do is just rest
When I rest, I wake up and I just become the best
A future king of the game, better talk to me with respect
And I'll be the best of the game in every fuckin' aspect
I just look at the mirror and all I see is the one and only
Bill Wailey, the man that never seems to be lonely
I know that loneliness can be a blessing and also a curse
Jus' like a mother not having any money inside her purse
Niggas will soon bask in my glory like I'm Keith Lee
'Cause when I tear the stage up, I'll sting like a bee
[Hook]
That nigga Bill Wailey at his prime
Ignore that nigga, that's crime
And your time is up and my time is now
I'm like John Cena bitch, my time is now
Jus' reflecting on myself once again
Also reflecting on the weight I never gain
No cap, I'm comin' to take the throne
Runnin' in circles like I'm Post Malone
[Refrain]
Reflecting, reflecting, reflecting on me
Reflecting, reflecting, reflecting on me
Reflecting, reflecting, reflecting on me
Reflecting, reflecting, reflecting on me
I said I'm reflecting, reflecting, on me
Reflecting, reflecting, reflecting on me
Reflecting, reflecting, reflecting on me
Reflecting, reflecting, reflecting on me
[Verse 3]
Reflecting on myself and life as a fuckin' bonafide stud
I'm goin' off on this song while I'm sippin' this mud
One day, I'll get a girl to feature on my album and shit
Man, I wish I could get something like an Adidas kit
I'm like Future and Drake bitch, I'm live from the gutter
Smokin' on weed and drinkin' lean like a boss, brother
I'm feelin' the heat since the season is now Summer
But I wished that I don't get a tattoo like a drummer
Nigga, y'all think that I give a shit about 'em festivities
Don't wanna go to the dance man, got weird activities
In the studio right now, nigga workin' on his fuckin' craft
While I'm writing my bars on my phone, prolly a draft
From Bailey Will to Wailey Bill, bitch, remember that
I'm gon' be the best to come out of Mondlo, that's a fact
Short nigga hatin' on me, swear he be fuckin' amazed
He be jammin' on my shit now, watch that nigga spazz
[Outro]
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Yeah!
Yeah!
Alright!
