VILLAIN ARC / DESIRES ft. Jus10, Alxandah & GucciGhostSlum Lyrics

You guys are the ones who are demons

You will go to hell, you mortals!

Breaking my finger like Kaneki

You can believe with your girl that I'm breaking her back

Bitch I came back for the bag

Still breaking down walls like a Titan, attack

I cannot be trapped

The fuck am I saying?

I came to fuck up your favorite

Sending your top ten to Hades

I'm getting paid off my cadence

Just talk to blue faces I'm racist

A couple of months I been numb

But I'm still snapping like fingers and thumb

Main bitch with me and her throat going dumb

Roe V Wade gone she gon swallow my son

I got more power than Tetsuo

Can't save a hoe with this cape you expendable

Bank account multiple decimals

Can't see you peasants on top of my pedestal

Aye, aye

(Please don't ask my mother fucking zodiac)

Bad bitch look a little badder through my kodak

Red pin drop like a hat, bitch you know that

No More Love Songs stop it that's a fucking wrap

We ain't got no more time for these fucking rats

Or ratchets

Ride around town on deliver with a casket

Standing from the three point line sinking baskets

Had to get it from the mud they make it sound tragic

Building this damn label up they say it comes passive

So I'm waiting

Still Imma get active

Still Imma get active

Still, still Imma get active

Stop playing with me, nigga stop acting

Stop playing with me, nigga stop acting (You mortals!)

I'd rather be dead than hurt

I'd rather be down than dirt

I don't wanna swim with these bitches

But I'm tryna drown in they squirt

You shooting your shot like DaBaby

Pull up on me these niggas gon kirk

She said that she wanna be mine

So hop in the line you waiting your turn

Michael Jackson they feeling the burn

Oni Mask up, I'm needing to purge

I got my degree in the mail

So fuck it, all of these niggas gon learn

That I am not to be fucked with

Titanic, so you better jump ship

I am the god of the function

Just need me a goddess to run shit

Talk to em

If I'm a god, how the fuck I do wrong?

If I'm a god, how the fuck I do wrong?

If I'm a god, how the fuck I do wrong?

This is my plan don't you deal me and-deal me and

If I'm a god, how the fuck I do wrong?

If I'm a god, how the fuck I do wrong?

If I'm a god, how the fuck I do wrong?

This is my plan don't you deal me and slaughter

I desire a bad bitch, she sweet she sexy and savage

Finna fuck up the city do damage

Put a hole in a nigga like Raditz

I'm not even picky with baggage

I cant even front I got a lil damage

You got an ex and he built like a bitch

Just drop me the addy I'm at it

I need me a partner in crime

Like Bonnie and Clyde, she ride till we die

We petty together we dressing together

Lil baby we looking real fly

I don't give a fuck about zodiac shit

Cuz you is a sign of the times

I know that I said I was done with love

But looking at you I can try

Shit, I had my heart broken a couple of times

So opening up is gon take me a minute

Whenever you visit you lifting my spirit

You turn me around so I just got to pivot

I remember when you gave me your digits

A couple of messages talking explicit

I won't lie I was just tryna hit it

But you got me changing the way that I'm living

Impossible mission, I don't give a fuck about body count

But I'm tryna see what that body bout

Take a look in your mind, what you thinking bout

This shit paramount, this shit is, uh

This shit is stereotypical

I want you more than the physical

Adam and Lilith this shit getting biblical

I will not settle for less than a miracle, damn

Yeah, I got a little toxic, yeah

Had to double back cuz I'm not shit

All the nice guy shit had to toss it

Cuz every asshole get 'em wetter than a faucet, yeah, yeah

You proving me right? Or proving me wrong

We running it up or running along

You staying the night? Not staying for long

Cuz I can never do another love song, uh

Whoa, can't do a love song

Couple nights with you now I'm doing love wrong, whoa

Broken hearted had me doing drugs wrong

Pussy good had me out here shooting up the club like aye

Sliding to the right then I'm sliding to the left

Gotta dance around the love girl you fucking with the best

Heart so cold now it's freezing up my chest

If a nigga want smoke better invest in a

Vest, aye, yeah

I don't care who you been with nah

I don't care bout who you friends with nah

Do you want love or the friendship nah

Aye whoa

Uncle Jus the type of nigga end shit

Since a little nigga I was out here doing big shit

Out here dropping dope shit but never sold a brick shit

What's love when it's money to make?

I know sometimes you only want me when I'm fucking your face

I know sometimes you don't know if you love me or hate

I know sometimes it be a lot for you shit on your plate

But we gonna go

Even if we do it on the low, even if it's too heavy never let it go

Whoa, love songs really got old

Wait why you tryna let the whole world know?

Yeah, I got a little toxic, yeah

Had to double back cuz I'm not shit

All the nice guy shit had to toss it

Cuz every asshole get 'em wetter than a faucet, yeah, yeah

You proving me right? Or proving me wrong

We running it up or running along

You staying the night? Not staying for long

Cuz I can never do another love song, uh

I can never do another love song

I can never, uh

I can never do another love song

I can never, uh

I can never do another love song

I can never, uh

I can never do another love song

I can never, uh

Aye, maybe I'm jumping the gun

Maybe one of these hoes I'm ducking away from could be the one

Maybe I'm shutting away too early, maybe I'm not really done

Maybe she's been here all along, waiting to call my bluff

I don't wanna say too much

I don't wanna be too open

Cuz I might say the wrong thing

Then scare you away, I'm just too broken

But I'm scared of being alone

I'm getting so used to that

Shorty asked if I'm taken, I'm taken for granted

I really might fade to black

So I can never do another love song

I don't even know what love is

Didn't see that shit as a kid at home

So as an adult I'm suffering

Like really what can I expect

I'm attracting the shit I project

So maybe because I don't love myself

Nobody can love me back