OWEPIUM (The Supa Viln Theme)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
J-A-Y
Its a fuego gang thang baby
Mm OCM the guys
World Wide Media
Yeah (yuh)
Uh

Angry at the world (Yup)
But I'm not my pop (Nawl)
Sit weird in your stomach like I'm hot Ciroc (Ew)
Was born to plot like I'm fresh up out a narrative
Weak flows faded cause they pale in comparison

Ima Supa Viln
Supa Viln (Im a fuckin')
Supa Viln Supa Viln (Im a fuckin')
Supa Viln Supa Viln (Im a fuckin')
Supa Viln Supa

I'm not competing but here I am boding
(Gah damn)
She thinks that I need her I drop her she watching me
(Bye bitch)
Ya bitch is a thot they rent her like property
(Gah Damn)
I jump for the ball eyes on the ball
Just like it's rocket league Yeah
Can't be caught slipping see the niggas I be with
I'm not self-made don't think anybody is
I flex too hard pulling ligaments and shit
You flex too small threw that fit on for a bitch
That don't do shit but suck on niggas dicks
I don't know no Bloods but alumni Crip
Would shout out brook you first Will Smith

Ima Supa Viln
Supa Viln (Im a fuckin')
Supa Viln Supa Viln (Im a fuckin')
Supa Viln Supa Viln (Im a fuckin')
Supa Viln Supa

Flip a single from a Shaded Remix
I'ma fuckin' demon put away your Jesus
I'ma start to giggle while you're barely breathing
I can motion, Mama, said she need the seamen
Made her knock on wood while she took the cement
Niggas ignorant, stupid fucking cretin
I'ma look at cleavage like a show, I been meaning to see
Shawty bought a dime and she bought it for me
I berserk no need to pop no perk
I flex so hard it hurts I gave her one my shirts
It shows her ass Like mini skirt
My drip Is clean island water
Daughter leaked she dropped it first
I get funky like the 60s in New Orleans kicking dirt
Ain't no way to fix my situation you'll just make shit worse
Say I need to censor tracks I rap how I like to spit my verse
And I'm a Supa Viln get to filling up the morgue and the church
(Huh)
(Hcruhc eht dna eugrom eht pu gnillif ot teg nliv apus a mi)
An that's that shit in reverse (Huh?)

Ima Supa Viln
Supa Viln (Im a fuckin')
Supa Viln Supa Viln (Im a fuckin')
Supa Viln Supa Viln (Im a fuckin')
Supa Viln Supa
Angry at the world
(Yup)
But I'm not my pop
Nawl
Sit weird in your stomach like I'm hot Ciroc
(Ew)
Was born to plot
Like I'm fresh up out a narrative
Weak flows
Faded
Cause they pale in comparison

Fuck em
Fuck em (Viln)
Supa Viln (Fuck em)
Supa Viln Supa Viln (Fuck it up)
Supa Viln in this bitch the Viln Viln
Supa Uh that-that Supa Supa (Viln)
Shaded Supa that shaded that Viln
I'm Supa Viln I'm shaded Woah



Credits
Writer(s): Jamesdavid Hill
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