Villians (feat. C4)

A villain in this bitch f*ck around and slaughter all of y'all We rich as hell probably got more money than your momma dog PPF we just flex and ball until we fall Stacking checks scamming niggas grandma's need them catalogs Tell them pussies then can get hit up like I'm 2Pac Ian worried bitch cause I know I got my crew locked Niggas try and test drop then down into the gulag Pouring half a liter bitch I'm sipping on some blue wock Okay here I go going back and fourth until I can't no more Pretty hoe look her in the face and grab her by the throat Who want smoke tell them pussy niggas they can bring it on She call my phone asking where I'm at I tell her on the road Skirting off 150 do the dash the type of time I'm on Lot of cars in this bitch got it looking like an auto show Bossed up CB to the T you know the motto hoe Bossed up CB to the T you know the motto hoe Staying fresh as hell with the gang look how we popping out Dumb hoe was trying to take a picture while I'm knocked out Bitch niggas acting like some hoes they so fanned out If you hating middle fingers up cause we hot now Chilling like a villain getting money like I'm on a mission I drunk to pints of lean now my vision acting different Why these niggas hating like I wouldn't f*ck they sister Don't get no sleep so I don't remember Monclear coat for the cold December CBT can't be touched I'm prodigy so just remember Only be out with them members I'm a king Chris webber I'm C4 don't know no better stack my cheese and get this cheddar F*ck that bitch she want me to write her a letter Only thing my niggas rap is pressure My ice might get you sick but my fits might give you a fever She ain't like my songs told Tae just leave her When we up she wanna say baby like Bieber C4 C4 C4 C4 crowd chanting like I'm Bieber C4 C4 C4 C4 Niggas mugging like they thugging they don't got it in them Pockets stuffed wait reroute to the bank so they don't squash my denim They weren't there for me I'm not gone be don't got a hand to lend them They took risks in me that's why the guys know I'm invested in them Crowd chanting for the gang we done turned into the villains I know why she mad I took my phone this bitch acting suspicious F*ck them niggas we don't get along they I'm burning bridges I don't worry bout it feeling like I'm thug counting these digits Niggas acting like they bitch so we ain't worried bout them liking us They used to try to fit in so I know they favorite type is us Don't care she got a man know what I'm on until the night is up Inhaling all the smoke around no wonder why it pipe us up I can't lie it hurt my soul I found the reason that he did It's alright I'm not the type but damn why she moving different She know lay back on her back and look pretty until I'm finished I can't do right it don't be feeling right guess I'm the villain