Supavillain Lyrics

I can't stop til my racks stack up to the ceiling

Bad lil bitch I done seen that hoe soon as she walked inside of da building

Damn I got lil shawty all up in her feelings

I might come off nice but I told that bitch that im really a villain

Me and my bro we got us some packs to flip we made us a killin'

Red bitch with white toes she got her pussy bald head like krillin

Don't ask me if I serve ima tell you bitch ion do no dealings

Gave that lil hoe two percs and that bitch get to squattin like LA fitness

Yeah that hoe too basic tell lil shawty you cannot get this

Bitch you a lame just face it ima just add that lil hoe to my shit list

Dirty ass hoe can't taste it I might just come out that bitch with a sickness

Yeah that bitch so bad I might just make that lil hoe my mistress

Yeah lil shawty got long black hair I told her I fuck with them inches

Stupid ass bitch you know I don't care why the fuck you still in my mentions?

Shoutout my boy he been up in cali he puttin' in work in that kitchen

I had to put my foot on they neck so them niggas start paying attention

Wait, I'm in the function dressed like a model yo hoe wanna take a lil picture

Bitch think I'm sippin' on kool aid hoe this codeine up in my mixture

You ain't got shit to offer me why the fuck you think I'm gonna miss ya

Tell that lil bitch get up off of me lil hoe go back to yo nigga

I got a full auto Glock no this shit not a switch it's a binary tigger

Brodie just hit me he told the pack had just landed it's time to go pick up

Me and my nigga we put that shit on so you know that we had to go flick up

Lil bitch an eater she stuffing that dick in her throat so she started to hiccup

Know lil shawty she like gettin drunk so I told bro bring a little liquor

Stupid lil hoe really thought I was finna cuff you know I had to go trick her

Beat a bitch back in had that hoe screaming like the fans at a NFL kickoff

Tell lil shawty he'll never be me ain't no rebound bitch that's a rip off

Tell that lil boy he a puppy ass nigga his girlfriend know I'm a big dog

Know my boy he sippin on syrup that nigga not sippin no Smirnoff

Damn this weed im smoking too im deaf I can't even hear yall

Yeah my boy he ready to run down that nigga he don't even fear at all

I see you over there having fun with that lame ass nigga, ion even care at all

Yeah we get way more racks than that bitch ass nigga he don't compare at all

Tell my boy go get that pussy ass nigga his face, we gon tear it off

Or I might just assassinate that lil nigga give him some fentanyl

Tell them motherfuckers I'll do all this shit by myself nigga, forget yall

Watch how fast I pull this Glock from my belt yeah I got that quickdraw

Yeah I got a beam and a reflex sight ima make sure that im gon hit yall

Tell that lil boy im da boogie man yeah you better not let me get ya