villain

Yeah, yeah, na-na-na, na
Na-na-na, na
Nate
Yeah, yeah

I'm a villain
I don't fuck with lames, I'm the realest
Bacardi, white girls, snow bunny on the ceiling
She feel it, ran off on the plug, I ain't stealin'
I just made a couple bricks and invited all the bitches in the building
Made you wanna dance for some bands
Throw a couple ones, put it in the band
That lil' dance how we dealin'
Got a couple fans, wanna jam
Loadin' up the gun, pop-pop, put 'em in a trance
How we livin'

I don't fuck with lames, I'm the realest
Bacardi, white girls, snow bunny on the ceiling
She feel it, ran off on the plug, I ain't stealin'
I just made a couple bricks and invited all the bitches in the building
Made you wanna dance for some bands
Throw a couple ones, put it in the band
That lil' dance how we dealin'
Got a couple fans wanna jam
Loadin' up the gun, pop-pop, put 'em in a trance
How we livin'

I feel like Sylvester Stallone (ay, ay)
I ain't a hero but I think your bitch is givin' me dome
You're makin' zeros but this Patek puttin' me in the zone (ay, in the zone)
I got more bands than a rubber factory and I'm only sixteen (ay, ay)
Bitch, I'm makin' this bread, no bakery (uh)
Fakest motherfuckers, always hatin' on me
She a bunny girl, ain't no one and only
'Cause she be hoppin' on a train for the LOAT, yeah

Made this shit into a career (ay, ay)
I be shinin' with the diamonds, thought it'd be crystal clear
I guess it ain't, tell thotty she'd be in tears (ay, ay)
Shout-out Tyler, shout-out Mir, those the only ones who really know my name
Fuck it, LOAT, ain't shit but I been ride or die on your bitch's playlist
I be failin' school 'cause I don't do shit
Man, fuck all them teachers 'cause they ain't know shit

Thousand on the fit, that's four hundred on the shirt
Ran a train on your bitch, see we left her in the dirt (ay, ay)
Plug open shop, I'm a clerk, he know we gon' get to work
Be on mars in a booth, know that's a first (ay)
I be ice cold, iced out
I be chillin', I'm about to drop the hood, fill a tub then I reel it
They say they want a drop, ask 'em if they feel it
But I'm sorry lil' baby, I'm a motherfuckin' villain

I don't fuck with lames, I'm the realest
Bacardi, white girls, snow bunny on the ceiling
She feel it, ran off on the plug, I ain't stealin'
I just made a couple bricks and invited all the bitches in the building
Made you wanna dance for some bands
Throw a couple ones, put it in the band
That lil' dance how we dealin'
Got a couple, fans wanna jam
Loadin' up the gun, pop-pop, put 'em in a trance
How we livin'

I don't fuck with lames, I'm the realest
Bacardi, white girls, snow bunny on the ceiling
She feel it, ran off on the plug, I ain't stealin'
I just made a couple bricks and invited all the bitches in the building
Made you wanna dance for some bands
Throw a couple ones, put it in the band
That lil' dance how we dealin'
Got a couple fans, wanna jam
Loadin' up the gun, pop-pop, put 'em in a trance
How we livin'



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Writer(s): Sutton Kelley
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