Evil Villain
You recording?
(Ay), shorty, she gon' ride
Shorty, you gon' ride, or die
I been working nine to five
Nine to five, I been with the guys
Hey, bitch, come outside
Imma show you how I glide
Listen, he's just kidding
I cannot fuck with no bitch (no)
I cannot fuck with nobody,
They be snakes in the grass
I see snakes in the grass
(Snakes, yeah, snakes, yeah, snakes, yeah)
If I see it, imma kill it
You should know, I'm an evil villain
I'm an evil villain!
Yeah, I'm cutthroat
(A cutthroat demon with no feelings)
Bitch, do you feel this?
I don't got no feelings
If I see you, imma kill you
You better run, run, run, bitch, I'm a driller
But you can't fucking hide,
I see everything, I need everything
Talking diamond chains, watches and rings
My friend, said he, cutthroat
Bitch, we cut throats, (ha)
Don't speak down on my name
Though one time is okay
But if you speak down on my brother,
You gon' die
Put you in the sky
(Wokky), wokky in my cup
(All I), all I sip is lean
Yeah, that promethazine
Joker, gamble my life away like it's poker
It's o-ver, I don't got nothing to lose
Devil took my soul
I got a heart, but it's an empty hole
You gotta realize that you were all alone
You ain't got no one to trust (to trust)
All these bitches want to fuck (to fuck)
Mmmmm
(Ay), shorty, she gon' ride
Shorty, you gon' ride, or die
I been working nine to five
Nine to five, I been with the guys
Hey, bitch, come outside
Imma show you how I glide
Listen, he's just kidding
I cannot fuck with no bitch (no)
I cannot fuck with nobody,
They be snakes in the grass
I see snakes in the grass
(Snakes, yeah, snakes, yeah, snakes, yeah)
If I see it, imma kill it
You should know, I'm an evil villain
I'm an evil villain!
Yeah, I'm cutthroat
(A cutthroat demon with no feelings)
Bitch, do you feel this?
I don't got no feelings
If I see you, imma kill you
You better run, run, run, bitch, I'm a driller
But you can't fucking hide,
I see everything, I need everything
Talking diamond chains, watches and rings
My friend, said he, cutthroat
Bitch, we cut throats, (ha)
Don't speak down on my name
Though one time is okay
But if you speak down on my brother,
You gon' die
Put you in the sky
(Wokky), wokky in my cup
(All I), all I sip is lean
Yeah, that promethazine
Joker, gamble my life away like it's poker
It's o-ver, I don't got nothing to lose
Devil took my soul
I got a heart, but it's an empty hole
You gotta realize that you were all alone
You ain't got no one to trust (to trust)
All these bitches want to fuck (to fuck)
Mmmmm
Credits
Writer(s): Ira Roynis
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