Villain
Feel like a savage This life is fantastic
Yeah, oh It's a cold winter
Hold on, hold on, hold on You done turned me up in this motherfucker
Let's go
These niggas be bitches, they hate cause they young nigga winning
Get mad when a nigga don't listen
All in my business, I could be shooting the threes
And I bet you them bitches ain't missing
Feel like a gremlin sipping and popping a perc with a bitch who be slurping my children
Back on a mission
Glock 23 with a switch kill a nigga cause I am a villain
Watch how you talk to a baller The shots I be calling
Suit up, like the CEO I cannot fuck with revolvers
The problems I solve it With drakes, there's plenty of home
I got a cousin that hate on a nigga with motion
That's sad you be screaming at hoes
Pray that my life won't be took by my brothers
Or sisters They ass go down in a hole
Rock out the booth and the metal be heavy Ugly ass bitch and I called the hoe Betty
She suck on my dick and it's getting real messy
I took out my phone, my camera is ready Booty so big and she park like a Chevy
Walk in the party, I'm blowing confetti
You talking about money, then come here lil baby
Don't slip on my pimpin, this shit is so crazy
Yo
Watch out lil bitch, watch out lil hoe Watch out lil bitch, watch out lil hoe
I catch me a opp, I'm a empty the clip You tryna shoot back and it's off with your shit
She is a lame, her daddy a snitch I was in school with hoes in my dick, yeah
Let's do it
Hop on the track and it sound like a movie
Blocking a bitch cause you know I ain't choosing
Having your way and you steady be losing I took your bitch and she shaking her booty
Next thing you know she is popping her coochie
Taking her back to the streets cause she goofy
Why you not scared? Cause bitch I am ruthless
Dramatic as fuck, these niggas are bluffs They think that this shit is too easy
I be having my brothers who come with the blickies
Got Glocks and Drex with semi's
Kool-Aid on your shirt is risky Late night where the shit get iffy
Yo bitch drive the boat, she tipsy Lightweight, hell nah, she mixing
Feel like a savage, with ghetto habits This life is fantastic, but I gotta vanish
You don't gotta panic I'm living my life, I'm feeding the team like Mr. Fantastic woah
Yeah, oh It's a cold winter
Hold on, hold on, hold on You done turned me up in this motherfucker
Let's go
These niggas be bitches, they hate cause they young nigga winning
Get mad when a nigga don't listen
All in my business, I could be shooting the threes
And I bet you them bitches ain't missing
Feel like a gremlin sipping and popping a perc with a bitch who be slurping my children
Back on a mission
Glock 23 with a switch kill a nigga cause I am a villain
Watch how you talk to a baller The shots I be calling
Suit up, like the CEO I cannot fuck with revolvers
The problems I solve it With drakes, there's plenty of home
I got a cousin that hate on a nigga with motion
That's sad you be screaming at hoes
Pray that my life won't be took by my brothers
Or sisters They ass go down in a hole
Rock out the booth and the metal be heavy Ugly ass bitch and I called the hoe Betty
She suck on my dick and it's getting real messy
I took out my phone, my camera is ready Booty so big and she park like a Chevy
Walk in the party, I'm blowing confetti
You talking about money, then come here lil baby
Don't slip on my pimpin, this shit is so crazy
Yo
Watch out lil bitch, watch out lil hoe Watch out lil bitch, watch out lil hoe
I catch me a opp, I'm a empty the clip You tryna shoot back and it's off with your shit
She is a lame, her daddy a snitch I was in school with hoes in my dick, yeah
Let's do it
Hop on the track and it sound like a movie
Blocking a bitch cause you know I ain't choosing
Having your way and you steady be losing I took your bitch and she shaking her booty
Next thing you know she is popping her coochie
Taking her back to the streets cause she goofy
Why you not scared? Cause bitch I am ruthless
Dramatic as fuck, these niggas are bluffs They think that this shit is too easy
I be having my brothers who come with the blickies
Got Glocks and Drex with semi's
Kool-Aid on your shirt is risky Late night where the shit get iffy
Yo bitch drive the boat, she tipsy Lightweight, hell nah, she mixing
Feel like a savage, with ghetto habits This life is fantastic, but I gotta vanish
You don't gotta panic I'm living my life, I'm feeding the team like Mr. Fantastic woah
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Writer(s): Le’moon Ford
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