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letra de 222legit - 777villain

[intro: midwxst]
yeah, yeah
hahaha
yeah, boom, boom
haha

[chorus: midwxst]
i walk in the function, we pop out
you don’t want no problems, won’t go south
like villain, you gon’ hear them gun sounds
i’m makin’ that heat ’til the sun down
if that bro got a problem, we run down
all this money on me weigh like 12 pounds
and no, i’m not talkin’ bout [?]
if i go to jail then i’m fin’ be acquitted
he told me to keep, but i already done did it
and that sh-t no cap, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout fitteds

[verse 1: midwxst]
not ’bout the money then you speakin’ gibberish
i need all the money, them dividends
need them presidents, no thomas jefferson
f-ck a thot, don’t want shawty, she heaven sent

[verse 2: 777villain]
you run up then we turn you to evidence
shawty chocolate, call her my m&m
marijuana get me in my element
big body benzes, we built like an elephant
run up the bands, i double my networth
she blowin’ my phone, i’m too busy to text her
east coast boy, out west like edgar
turn up the heat, we applyin’ the pressure
[verse 3: midwxst]
turn up the heat, b-tch applyin’ that pressure
he wanted smoke, now that boy on a stretcher
call my girl [?] ’cause i’m finna go catch her
dreads in my hair, b-tch i look like i’m [?]
takin’ a pic, i feel like i’m [?]
she teach these mo’f-ckers like a professor
your mom in my dms, yeah, that’s how i met her
i’m runnin’ these checks, i think i earned a letter
i’m flippin’ that bird, i might get me some feathers
you cannot predict me, no, i’m not the weather
all black on my fit, b-tch, i look like [?]
i can’t go outside, no, i never been a quitter (nah)

[verse 4: 777villain & midwxst]
can’t quit ’cause i’m too legit
bad b-tch tryna eat my d-ck
got a problem we gon’ up that bl!ck
just playin’ on this sh-t, no sh-t
i swear i been workin’ since i was a jit
now i walk in the bank, bustin’ down on the fit
uh, i’m bustin’ down on the fit
uh, i just might cop me some ricks
uh, tell that boy watch who he diss
uh, now that boy left with a lisp
yeah, he ended up in a grave
i nut on her face, make it look like some paint
call me t-pain, i might buy her a drink
she gave me brain until she couldn’t think
i feel like i’m jordan, b-tch, give me my rings
i feel like ed sheeran, i stay with the team
bro got a glock, let it blast
hop in that moshpit, he left with a cast
hop in the private, i don’t need a cab
i told all my haters i get the last laugh
[verse 5: 777villain]
t-t-tell all my haters that i’m finna shine
got so much money don’t know what to buy
run up on me, you get hit with the fye
thought he was tough, ended up in the sky
that n-gga cappin’, he living a lie
f-ck with the gang, b-tch, you want me to die
if you really that n-gga look me in the eyes
i came with a gun, yeah, [?] that b-tch wanna fight

- 777villain

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