Billie Eilish
Kevin Kazi Lyrics


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Ayy, yeah
Ayy, yeah
Ayy, yeah
Ayy, yeah
Ayy, what?
Ayy, yeah
Ayy
I got three iPhones in these genuine jeans
Tryna marry Billie Eilish, put some diamonds on a ring
You niggas be treatin' tricks like everyday is Halloween
Belly Ache, baby girl, I fell in love with the lean
Copycat, ayy, y'all niggas really tryna jugg the steez
Pop a flat, Xanny got me six feet under in a dream
Roger that, tryna wife me up a popstar queen
Mix n match, cop designer, ayy, money in my jeans

What the fuck that nigga need? I told him meet me at the Citgo
Need a Billie Eilish, all white, look like a brick of coke
You out here textin' hoes, I'm gettin neck and havin' sex with hoes
I'm finna sell my soul, but fuck a Perc, you need a Lexapro
I love prescriptions but I think I need to let 'em go
You did me wrong and, baby, I can never let it go
Ayy, you've a vendetta hoe, I swear that mess is set in stone
Lil bitch, don't text my phone unless you really tryna get a bone
She say she miss me, Wockhardt in my kidney
Ayy, in love with Billie, tryna wife a real b
They gon' catch a milly and put it on her wrist piece
(They gon' catch a milly and put it on her wrist piece)

I got three iPhones in these genuine jeans
Tryna marry Billie Eilish, put some diamonds on a ring
You niggas be treatin' tricks like everyday is Halloween
Belly Ache, baby girl, I fell in love with the lean
Copycat, ayy, y'all niggas really tryna jugg the steez
Pop a flat, Xanny got me six feet under in a dream
Roger that, tryna wife me up a popstar queen
Mix n match, cop designer, ayy, money in my jeans

Ayy, don't smile at me, bitch, don't play around with me bitch
Fuck around, come loud, chop you down in this bitch
Servin' pounds, I got pounds, smokin' loud in this bitch
Hun'ed round, bring you down, blowin' pounds in this bitch
Set fire to your whip, huh, golden crucifix
Jesus piece around my neck, but I'm a fuckin' atheist
My bitch gon' lick up on my dick, lay it down with some kids
Ride around with a ounce, boy runnin' wit' a stick

I got three iPhones in these genuine jeans
Tryna marry Billie Eilish, put some diamonds on a ring
You niggas be treatin' tricks like everyday is Halloween
Belly Ache, baby girl, I fell in love with the lean
Copycat, ayy, y'all niggas really tryna jugg the steez
Pop a flat, Xanny got me six feet under in a dream




Roger that, tryna wife me up a popstar queen
Mix n match, cop designer, ayy, money in my jeans

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Kevin Kazi's song "Billie Eilish" are primarily about his infatuation with the popstar and his excessive use of drugs. He talks about his desire to marry her and put diamonds on a ring for her, while also owning up to his addiction to lean and prescription drugs. He also calls out others for copying his style and trying to be like him while also mistreating women. He talks about his willingness to sell his soul for fame and money, while also acknowledging that he needs to let go of his addiction to prescriptions.


The song seems to be a commentary on modern society's obsession with fame, money, and drugs. Billie Eilish is seen as a symbol of success and achievement, and Kevin Kazi wants to be associated with her to be perceived as equally successful. However, he also acknowledges that his addiction to drugs is not sustainable and is causing him harm. Additionally, he calls out others for mistreating women and using money and fame to manipulate them.


Line by Line Meaning

I got three iPhones in these genuine jeans
I own three iPhones which are currently in my jeans.


Tryna marry Billie Eilish, put some diamonds on a ring
I am attempting to marry Billie Eilish and make her my wife by placing diamonds on a ring as a symbol of my love for her.


You niggas be treatin' tricks like everyday is Halloween
You all seem to treat casual sex as if it is a frequent holiday, much like Halloween.


Belly Ache, baby girl, I fell in love with the lean
After consuming a codeine-based drink, I became enamored with it and took large amounts, resulting in stomach issues and a feeling of being sedated.


Copycat, ayy, y'all niggas really tryna jugg the steez
I've noticed that you all seem to be copying my style and persona, which is irritating.


Pop a flat, Xanny got me six feet under in a dream
After overdosing on Xanax, I slipped into a dreamlike state that was akin to being six feet under in a grave.


Roger that, tryna wife me up a popstar queen
I agree and am actively looking to court a female pop star who I believe is royalty.


Mix n match, cop designer, ayy, money in my jeans
I am mixing and matching various designer items, and have plenty of cash stored in my jeans.


What the fuck that nigga need? I told him meet me at the Citgo
What does that individual want from me? I instructed them to meet me at the Citgo gas station.


Need a Billie Eilish, all white, look like a brick of coke
I require an all-white version of Billie Eilish that has a similar appearance to a brick of cocaine.


You out here textin' hoes, I'm gettin neck and havin' sex with hoes
While you are busy texting multiple women, I am receiving oral sex and engaging in intercourse with them.


I'm finna sell my soul, but fuck a Perc, you need a Lexapro
I am close to selling my soul, but I would prefer to avoid taking Percocet and instead require Lexapro as it helps manage my depression and anxiety.


I love prescriptions but I think I need to let 'em go
While I enjoy taking prescription medication, I believe it would be best for me to stop using them.


You did me wrong and, baby, I can never let it go
You have hurt me deeply and I am incapable of letting it go or forgiving you.


Ayy, you've a vendetta hoe, I swear that mess is set in stone
You seem to have a grudge or some sort of conflict with me and it appears to be a long-standing issue.


Lil bitch, don't text my phone unless you really tryna get a bone
I request that you do not send me any messages or texts unless you are genuinely interested in becoming sexually involved with me.


She say she miss me, Wockhardt in my kidney
A woman claims she misses me while I have Wockhardt in my kidneys, which would be a reference to the codeine syrup.


Ayy, in love with Billie, tryna wife a real b
I have genuine feelings of love for Billie Eilish and am attempting to make her my wife.


They gon' catch a milly and put it on her wrist piece
I believe that Billie Eilish is going to gain one million followers on social media, and celebrate that achievement by putting a piece of jewelry on her wrist as a reward.


Ayy, don't smile at me, bitch, don't play around with me bitch
I demand that you cease smiling and playing around with me, as it is not appropriate behavior.


Fuck around, come loud, chop you down in this bitch
If you continue to act inappropriately, I will violently attack you.


Servin' pounds, I got pounds, smokin' loud in this bitch
I am selling large amounts of drugs, such as marijuana, and also use drugs frequently myself.


Hun'ed round, bring you down, blowin' pounds in this bitch
I possess one hundred rounds of ammunition, which I am capable of using to eliminate any person that poses a threat to me.


Set fire to your whip, huh, golden crucifix
I am capable of setting a vehicle on fire, and also wear a golden crucifix necklace around my neck.


Jesus piece around my neck, but I'm a fuckin' atheist
I wear a necklace with a depiction of Jesus on it, but I am not a religious believer.


My bitch gon' lick up on my dick, lay it down with some kids
My partner is going to engage in oral sex with me and then lay down with me to start a family of children.


Ride around with a ounce, boy runnin' wit' a stick
I am driving around with one ounce of marijuana, and am also carrying a firearm for protection from potential threats.




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