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letra de villian - xoslit

[chorus: xoslit]
ay
catch me a opp b-tch imma real villain
feel like tupac cause i’m tryna see a million
boy was talkin’ sh-t so my shooters started drillin’
used to hate on me now they askin’ for a mention
you wanna make the racks, i wanna b-tch to skate that ass
i was out smokin’ gas, never went to f-ckin’ class
ran up on that boy then he did the f-ckin’ dash
imma finish first all these p-ssies finish last
feelin’ like dahmer cuz i’m really cookin’ p-ssies up
boy was talkin’ sh-t now he askin’ for a quick buck
why they stuck hating? they can suck right on my nuts
picked up yo b-tch, got me feelin’ like the bang bus
catch me a opp b-tch imma real villain
feel like tupac cause i’m tryna see a million
boy was talkin’ sh-t so my shooters started drillin’
used to hate on me now they askin’ for a mention
yuh, ay
[verse: gaspmf]
sup lil b-tch wanna f-ck?
i don’t really wanna f-ck witchu
but you know i keep it tucked
stage back keep a cut
imma pull up to your merc
f-ck your 9-5 boss
f-ck a 9-5
gotta smoke my weed its my job
i got h-lla opps on me
i got h-lla opps
ay, stole your b-tch she smokin’
heard your music you be fibbin’
throwin’ shots i be poppin’
hit yo b-tch it be floppin’
f-ck with her i be droppin’
ay, 1-2-3 all the percs on me
imma pull up to your function
like some sh-t went i know nothing
your b-tch post herself so i hadda slide in
she be throwin’ all these days so i hadda put it on
imma lover boy i get what i want
my music could be blowin’ up
last time i’ve be showin’ up
my career is going up
see it from the front of my stage
people hatin’ now i ain’t playin round
never be where im at never
never reach my level
[chorus: xoslit]
ay
catch me a opp b-tch imma real villain
feel like tupac cause i’m tryna see a million
boy was talkin’ sh-t so my shooters started drillin’
used to hate on me now they askin’ for a mention
you wanna make the racks, i wanna b-tch to skate that ass
i was out smokin’ gas, never went to f-ckin’ class
ran up on that boy then he did the f-ckin’ dash
imma finish first all these p-ssies finish last
feelin’ like dahmer cuz i’m really cookin’ p-ssies up
boy was talkin’ sh-t now he askin’ for a quick buck
why they stuck hating? they can suck right on my nuts
picked up yo b-tch, got me feelin’ like the bang bus
catch me a opp b-tch imma real villain
feel like tupac cause i’m tryna see a million
boy was talkin’ sh-t so my shooters started drillin’
used to hate on me now they askin’ for a mention
you wanna make the racks, i wanna b-tch to skate that ass
i was out smokin’ gas, never went to f-ckin’ class
ran up on that boy then he did the f-ckin’ dash
imma finish first all these p-ssies finish last

- xoslit

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