Villain
No yea yea yea
No yea
Okay
I keep my hair in curly if it's not blonde it's brown
They see me and they get sick i think that i deserve a crown
Don't talk a lot heard my name push they lip back in they mouth
I can pull up cause i travel murder beach is down south
Feeling froggy don't hes-it-ate to go take that leap
Cause you can be free but don't be risking your life shit ain't sweet
No stylist here i can dress dressy or flash out with the heat
Too crispy like i went shopping from an out of the state boutique
So clean yea so fresh fresh
Keeping them so pressed pressed
I'm quiet but i'm loud to all things longing for rest rest
Push-up and who's next next
Eyes on your test test
I don't do the talking send the addy in a text
Yes
I can push up on em got 4 wheels do the running
Escapist don't do basic if you basic then you buggin
I be thuggin i be chillen i can't wait to hit a million
So hoe don't take me for despicable cause you are not my minion
I be that villain
No fucks giving
That's my lil boy
Buck up end up crippin
I don't do collisions cause i'm full of ammunition
Give a fuck about visit ima leave em all wishin
Now i'm switching
No yea yea yea
No yea
Don't neglect the boy cause he trying his best
He older he don't need to prove it
Them odds was stacked but
I trust he gon make it boy never needed a tutor
He been a boss and he gon make it
(Fasho)
Hate you can step to the side
(Yea)
That hot shit stick to his pride
(Yuh)
He keep it classy with a smile
Feel like flying in the sky word to my guy
My faith i apply sigh you not my guy
But i gotta couple of people who think to them selves damn his music is fye
Word to my my mother i'm making it happen
I get a full show and i'm ready to brick
I look to crowd i lookout and smile
Cause i know i'll never get used to this shit
All that i got is the fam fasho
I can be naughty they pray for me though
Don't come for me less you ready for more
Take it or leave it my craft explicit
The fuck do i care bout a nigga who fix shit
I could just stick to the lab fixing all of my shit
How i want it saving waiting on my revision
Ain't shit here scripted i write my lyrics in addition
Cast me in a movie i am who i am and i'm playing the role as the villain
Don't worry for shit i won't speak bout a bitch
So keep my name up out your mentions
No yea
Okay
I keep my hair in curly if it's not blonde it's brown
They see me and they get sick i think that i deserve a crown
Don't talk a lot heard my name push they lip back in they mouth
I can pull up cause i travel murder beach is down south
Feeling froggy don't hes-it-ate to go take that leap
Cause you can be free but don't be risking your life shit ain't sweet
No stylist here i can dress dressy or flash out with the heat
Too crispy like i went shopping from an out of the state boutique
So clean yea so fresh fresh
Keeping them so pressed pressed
I'm quiet but i'm loud to all things longing for rest rest
Push-up and who's next next
Eyes on your test test
I don't do the talking send the addy in a text
Yes
I can push up on em got 4 wheels do the running
Escapist don't do basic if you basic then you buggin
I be thuggin i be chillen i can't wait to hit a million
So hoe don't take me for despicable cause you are not my minion
I be that villain
No fucks giving
That's my lil boy
Buck up end up crippin
I don't do collisions cause i'm full of ammunition
Give a fuck about visit ima leave em all wishin
Now i'm switching
No yea yea yea
No yea
Don't neglect the boy cause he trying his best
He older he don't need to prove it
Them odds was stacked but
I trust he gon make it boy never needed a tutor
He been a boss and he gon make it
(Fasho)
Hate you can step to the side
(Yea)
That hot shit stick to his pride
(Yuh)
He keep it classy with a smile
Feel like flying in the sky word to my guy
My faith i apply sigh you not my guy
But i gotta couple of people who think to them selves damn his music is fye
Word to my my mother i'm making it happen
I get a full show and i'm ready to brick
I look to crowd i lookout and smile
Cause i know i'll never get used to this shit
All that i got is the fam fasho
I can be naughty they pray for me though
Don't come for me less you ready for more
Take it or leave it my craft explicit
The fuck do i care bout a nigga who fix shit
I could just stick to the lab fixing all of my shit
How i want it saving waiting on my revision
Ain't shit here scripted i write my lyrics in addition
Cast me in a movie i am who i am and i'm playing the role as the villain
Don't worry for shit i won't speak bout a bitch
So keep my name up out your mentions
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Hollis
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