Villain

Nigga I don't give fucks
I was born a villain
But I'm getting to this money so fuck yo opinion
Got the nine by side collecting my interests
Ima run up on his body he don't know who did it
Ima ghost with the fire heat to his vision
Good riddance
Take his bank to the bank
High class living
Penthouse in the city
Bitch showing titties
Ball out with my brothers
Yeah that's onna gang

Nigga I don't give fucks
I was born a villain
But I'm getting to this money so fuck yo opinion
Got the nine by side collecting my interests
Ima run up on his body he don't know who did it
Ima ghost with the fire heat to his vision
Good riddance
Take his bank to the bank
High class living
Penthouse in the city
Bitch showing titties
Ball out with my brothers
Yeah that's onna gang

Lone WXXXLF in my heart
Devil hit me on the phone
Like "wassup nigga"
You a born sinner
Can't nobody ever love you like I love you
I can you really bring up quicker
Fuck that I'm not a goof
I can't do that
Been a real one from day one
I can't break the code
Never fold either
Rather be alone Then sell my soul
For a check or some views or some likes
What you thought nigga
Young boss nigga
Getting racks now
Pussy boy pipe down
Think we alike? Nah boy, You a broke boy
You a damn clown
I'm the man now
Had to grind til the day out
Get the payout
If you wasn't wimme from the ground
Middle finger to you now
I denounce gold diggers and the hounds
Needa crown
Ima king
Cause I'm me muhfucka

Nigga I don't give fucks
I was born a villain
But I'm getting to this money so fuck yo opinion
Got the nine by side collecting my interests
Ima run up on his body he don't know who did it
Ima ghost with the fire heat to his vision
Good riddance
Take his bank to the bank
High class living
Penthouse in the city
Bitch showing titties
Ball out with my brothers
Yeah that's onna gang
Niggas change when the pressure get too much for em
Be the same niggas saying they gone drill for ya
Then they talking to police
Rats tryna get the cheese
Nigga please
Wait til I put the steel to ya
You not gone squeeze triggers
Red beam on ya head
Guarantee
He not gone be with us
I don't wanna be a killer
But the sinner in my heart got me cold
I can't trust bitches
I can't trust niggas

I can't trust none of these fuck niggas
I can't trust none of these bitches either
Fuck the first day and you think she a keeper
Rock number nine and I'm totin' my nina
Aye
I don't know what they was thinking
Hollow tip a pillow it's gone sleep em
I love paper but I don't like reading
Fuck the hate Gucci shades I can't see it
Fuck that shit
Gucci kicks steppin' on they neck
I don't wear Nike but I still love a check
I don't work out but I still like to flex
Done with this hoe here you can have her back
I don' know why these niggas mad at me
Is it cause I'm on they ass like sag jeans
I'm just tryna get a bag like sweet tea
I'll beat a nigga ass like Sweet P

Nigga I don't give fucks
I was born a villain
But I'm getting to this money so fuck yo opinion
Got the nine by side collecting my interests
Ima run up on his body he don't know who did it
Ima ghost with the fire heat to his vision
Good riddance
Take his bank to the bank
High class livin
Penthouse in the city
Bitch showing titties
Ball out with my brothers
Yeah that's onna gang
Niggas change when the pressure get too much for em
Be the same niggas saying they gone drill for ya
Then they talking to police
Rats tryna get the cheese
Nigga please
Wait til I put the steel to ya
You not gone squeeze triggers
Red beam on ya head
Guarantee
He not gone be with us
I don't wanna be a killer
But the sinner in my heart got me cold
I can't trust bitches
I can't trust niggas



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Writer(s): Deion Scott
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