(Intro)
[Olamide & Milly]
Batife, 1 billion + 1 billion
2 billion
So what are we talking about?
Uh, Billion talk

(Verse 1)
[Olamide]
My n***as talking all that billion talk
I'm hustling to pile the billion up
I'm trynna break that generational curse
Some n***as doing popping competition in the club
I do not care girl I do not care
I know it's crazy but life is not fair
I do not care girl I do not care
I'm hustling trynna make it outta here

(Pre-Chorus)
[Olamide]
Money sweet like candy
High you like brandy
Poverty fit make young boy look like Aghadi
Money sweet like candy
High you like brandy
Money wey dey make girls wey you no born call you Daddy
(Chorus)
[Olamide & Milly]
Money sweet (Billion)
Money sweet (Billion)
Money sweet (Billion)
Money sweet (Billion)
Money sweet (Billion)
Money sweet (Billion talk)
Money wey dey make girls wey you no born call you Daddy

(Verse 2)
[Olamide]
Why I no go wan hammer
Nyem ego, no grammar
If I no hammer I be big maga
Omo life go too bitter like I use dagger
Run the city with my Gees
When I pull up in my beast
Everybody wanna friend me
Wanna know about my biz
I ain't rolling with no rat
But I be getting my cheese
My money crazy like Po-Po
My money making them freeze

(Pre-Chorus)
[Olamide]
My n***as talking all that billion talk
I'm hustling to pile the billion up
I'm trynna break that generational curse
Some n***as doing popping competition in the club
I do not care girl I do not care
I know it's crazy but life is not fair
I do not care girl I do not care
I'm hustling trynna make it outta here
(Pre-Chorus)
[Olamide]
Money sweet like candy
High you like brandy
Poverty fit make young boy look like Aghadi
Money sweet like candy
High you like brandy
Money wey dey make girls wey you no born call you Daddy

(Chorus)
[Olamide & Milly]
Money sweet (Billion)
Money sweet (Billion)
Money sweet (Billion)
Money sweet (Billion)
Money sweet (Billion)
Money sweet (Billion talk)
Money wey dey make girls wey you no born call you Daddy

(Verse 3)
[Olamide]
Harder
I keep going harder
I'm trynna surpass the legacy of my father
Mother, [?]
Who call the shot tete know the top shotta
Spend all the money dey make me happy
If not for hustling where would I be?
Shout out my n***as in Abu Dhabi
All of my plug wey dey live for yankee
Those in jail wey no snitch on the Gees
Hope you make it back in harmony and peace
We run the city now we got the keys
When you make it back home you still gon' be rich
(Outro)
[Milly]
(Billion)
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(Billion talk)