Girl from Atlanta

Yea Villain, Villain Yea Just gimme the beat ima eat The kid ain’t been sober for weeks This pain done turned me to a beast I be tired but I can’t go to sleep I’m too busy chasing my dreams Skinny jeans but my pockets obese You broke boy that shit a disease I met a girl from Atlanta Cake, pretty face thats a tandem Got me rethinking my standards Shaking that ass witcho hands up You know ima sucker for dancers But I ain’t no sucka my bands up This glock in my waist hold my pants up So if you want smoke you get cancer She said it ain’t sweet no more She tired of these niggas she don’t wanna be a freak no more I’d treat u like a queen if u want But I ain’t gon beg girl that really ain’t me no more Just know that I could spoil you in the process Put Gucci and Chanel all on your body I think I’ll be hung up on your ass until the day I’m calling you my shawty Treat you like a motherfucking princess only if you honest and committed Baby I can’t save you I’m the villain Promise its some good in my intentions though I mean it But u gota understand I been fighting some demons So if somebody cross me then I’m coming back wit that fire like a phoenix Addicted to cash 19 years I been fiending I’m up every night ’til its light I be scheming Whole lotta potential in you and I see it Whatever you wanna be you can be it Just gimme the beat ima eat The kid ain’t been sober for weeks This pain done turned me to a beast I be tired but I can’t go to sleep I’m too busy chasing my dreams Skinny jeans but my pockets obese You broke boy that shit a disease I met a girl from Atlanta Cake, pretty face thats a tandem Got me rethinking my standards Shaking that ass witcho hands up You know ima sucker for dancers But I ain’t no sucka my bands up This glock in my waist hold my pants up So if you want smoke you get cancer