Villain
They overlooked me now jenni the villian
Niggas be hoes and they act like some children
Bitches still go & you giving em children
I'm having bread wit the green
You do chitterlings
I'm not the regular bitch you be smitten
Leave wit yo hoe ion sneak out the building
get a regular hoe then i make the revisions
I'm getting money flat out you just kidding
Hundred round drum let it rip throwing tantrums
Foe put a blue on my plate then we dine in
Bitch say she can't stand me
Make her stand up
I hate a nigga or bitch or a bird wit they hand out
Bitch I'm the shit i'm the stand out
Crew move the same we a band now
Sticks do like flutes take they air out
You might've thought they was dancin
I'm off a 30 ain't landin'
Feel like a toddler i'm through his shit
Niggas be hoes and i do they bitch
Neva been dumb neva knew cupid
Make so much more than yo pops off a app
I'm talking money they talking bout gats
Boy whats that shit that you smoking ain't gas
Naw bitch cnt kick it get kicked in yo ass
Ay bitch get outta here
Cnt you see we trappin' here
Close that do no rats in here
Oh my god all this flex got me exhausted
Oh my god he front his move that boy done lost it
Oh my god i think these niggas need God
Jenni want it all
I just want it all i gotta ball
I just want it all
Been had the ball, ay i score put a 3
Niggas be hoes and they act like some children
Bitches still go & you giving em children
I'm having bread wit the green
You do chitterlings
I'm not the regular bitch you be smitten
Leave wit yo hoe ion sneak out the building
get a regular hoe then i make the revisions
I'm getting money flat out you just kidding
Hundred round drum let it rip throwing tantrums
Foe put a blue on my plate then we dine in
Bitch say she can't stand me
Make her stand up
I hate a nigga or bitch or a bird wit they hand out
Bitch I'm the shit i'm the stand out
Crew move the same we a band now
Sticks do like flutes take they air out
You might've thought they was dancin
I'm off a 30 ain't landin'
Feel like a toddler i'm through his shit
Niggas be hoes and i do they bitch
Neva been dumb neva knew cupid
Make so much more than yo pops off a app
I'm talking money they talking bout gats
Boy whats that shit that you smoking ain't gas
Naw bitch cnt kick it get kicked in yo ass
Ay bitch get outta here
Cnt you see we trappin' here
Close that do no rats in here
Oh my god all this flex got me exhausted
Oh my god he front his move that boy done lost it
Oh my god i think these niggas need God
Jenni want it all
I just want it all i gotta ball
I just want it all
Been had the ball, ay i score put a 3
Credits
Writer(s): Patience Wheatley
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