Billy Burbage
Fanta-size
Uh-hu, yeah
Yeah, ay, ay, ay

[Verse 1]
Middle finger up to the bullshit
And everyone that said I wouldn't be shit
Now when I smoke, blow the whole zip
I was getting faded when I wrote this
Tell 'em stay focused, they watching my moves
Pop me a 20, we take 'em by twos
All of these broads, it's harder to choose
Slurring my words when I'm off of the juice
And they really wanna talk about a come up
I been up all night, not a sun up
Now everybody trying to bring me down too
Now the smoke coming up through the sun roof
Now the plug on an island with a trap phone
'Till the whole city love me when I'm back home
And I make a couple million off these dance songs
And they see my face on every single Samsung, ay

[Chorus]
Came up to me, you would really think she knows me
I'm on a journey to this cash, I'm on my lonely
I been thinking 'bout a future, and I'm set now
I get high and fanta-size, when I'm stressed out

[Verse 2]
Ay, ay, ay
I'm not wasting no time, I'm too lost in this shit
Too many people depend on the kid
Got off of my ass, and then made me some hits
Got songs in the vault, I'll forever be rich
Purple rain pouring, I'm feeling like Prince
Did what I wanted, that only makes sense
People that doubt me don't got me convinced
Mind over matter, I swing for the fence
Depend on myself, I'm like "fuck all the rest"
Rolling them cookies, it eases the stress
Got me no worries, I love to kick back
Cuz me, I love my tree like the Lorax
And this bitch right beside me off a lortab
And when you see me, you should probably get an autograph
Cuz I'm aiming for the shit that I never had
And I'm shitting on the people that we used to laugh, ay


[Chorus]
Came up to me, you would really think she knows me
I'm on a journey to this cash, I'm on my lonely
I been thinking 'bout a future and I'm set now
I get high and fanta-size when I'm stressed out