Villain

Some clout chasin mother— not yet Some clout chasin motherfuckers really wanna challenge me? (Yuh) I’m about facin motherfuckers when they spittin fallacies (Yuh) Told you that I changed up I’m the new old school (Aye) Mix some trap beats wit bars like Ice Cube I’m down wit the trap shit you mothafuckin dummy You a clown when you rappin and dressin hella bummy I got my own clothing brand and I’m gonna make some money Wait and see how poppin I am with yo honey I live for the culture, I’ll die for the culture You take the shit and raped the shit mothafuckin vulture I’ll put yo head in a noose like I’m and executioner You made rap yo bitch and now you abusin’ her What’s with all the corny shit these twigs be spittin? How they got the bread with the shit they spinnin? (I don’t know) How they still poppin when they played with death? (For real) Lemme tell you now this is yo last breath (Tell ‘em Saint) The difference between us is that I care about the roots (Yuh) Your only thoughts are about your views (For real) Just cause you get a lot don’t mean you can’t lose (Tell ‘em) I’m boutta blow up and be on the news (Aye) And when I blow up I don’t wanna hear from you (For real) About how sorry you are — bitch we’re through (Fax) I’m a Yung Dummee but Ima always be the Saint You keep assuming that your growth will be the same (No it won’t) I predict a Fall off and a drop in yo fame I got hope, but your future’s very grave