"villan boys" lyrics
Banana clips and honeybuns, stuffed inside my gun
Brought this shit wit' us on vacation, bitch we ain't goin' for nun'
Tired of talkin' 'bout what I done stole, what the fuck I didn't?
Villan boys tapped in wit' them los, they tryna push yo' wig
Poured a whole six in a minute maid, bitch I'm feelin' mid
If twelve pull me over wit' all these guns bitch I'm goin' fed
Nigga found a gun he think he crazy, think he seein' red
Sometimes I be ruggish just for fun but bitch I need some bread
Gang just matched me wit' some za, this shit got heads spinnin'
I don't smoke no weed before invasions, help me run fast
Gang, bitch
Told villan boys to calm down, they be on fuck shit
Dumped my big ass gun the back, the Drac' that bih jumped out my hand
Gang business, stepped on his lil' face, we tryna stomp yo' friend
I been hittin' licks since a youngin, what the fuck you sayin'?
Top villan tripped up in the lobby, I brought them reapers in
Poured a pint inside my stomach, got me feelin' heavy
She won't fuck wit' Lazer Dim, she say they livin' reckless
Red tip buckshots, that be fuckin' gang
4000 outside, they tryna work on they aim
Lil' boy in my way, just know them reapers headed for him
Better watch yo' partner, buddy might just be a snake
Ran up all these racks just to drip, bitch I'm eatin' steak
I keep smokin' on these thorns, my high keep goin' away
Bitch I'm outta jail 'cause I ain't dumb, bitch I'm swift as fuck
Villan boy done blacked out, now his brother gotta lift him up
On the way to this lil' lobby, we got blacked out trucks
Pullin' racks out my lil' body, I got Benji stuffed
Bitch I'm filled up wit' all the exotic, got me fuckin' up
They been rushin' me to drop, they waitin' on me to drop
Lazer Dim put fifties on my Glock, just know we poppin' out
Gotta keep them trips close to me, just jumped up out the spot
I don't be tryna trip out on these beats, just know we trim around
Gas bag, ain't gon' keep lil' gang from doin' you bad
7000 be my clan tag
I was fuckin' wit' lil' shorty but her friends bad
Ben Frank stuck to my lil' body, bitch I drip like racks
I got thirty clips wit' me, I'm havin' hella mags
I done took down two pints today, I'm finna go out bad
Jump inside yo' shit and Fast And Furious, bitch I ain't lookin' back
7000, 77 clips, they just dead on lack
Brought this shit wit' us on vacation, bitch we ain't goin' for nun'
Tired of talkin' 'bout what I done stole, what the fuck I didn't?
Villan boys tapped in wit' them los, they tryna push yo' wig
Poured a whole six in a minute maid, bitch I'm feelin' mid
If twelve pull me over wit' all these guns bitch I'm goin' fed
Nigga found a gun he think he crazy, think he seein' red
Sometimes I be ruggish just for fun but bitch I need some bread
Gang just matched me wit' some za, this shit got heads spinnin'
I don't smoke no weed before invasions, help me run fast
Gang, bitch
Told villan boys to calm down, they be on fuck shit
Dumped my big ass gun the back, the Drac' that bih jumped out my hand
Gang business, stepped on his lil' face, we tryna stomp yo' friend
I been hittin' licks since a youngin, what the fuck you sayin'?
Top villan tripped up in the lobby, I brought them reapers in
Poured a pint inside my stomach, got me feelin' heavy
She won't fuck wit' Lazer Dim, she say they livin' reckless
Red tip buckshots, that be fuckin' gang
4000 outside, they tryna work on they aim
Lil' boy in my way, just know them reapers headed for him
Better watch yo' partner, buddy might just be a snake
Ran up all these racks just to drip, bitch I'm eatin' steak
I keep smokin' on these thorns, my high keep goin' away
Bitch I'm outta jail 'cause I ain't dumb, bitch I'm swift as fuck
Villan boy done blacked out, now his brother gotta lift him up
On the way to this lil' lobby, we got blacked out trucks
Pullin' racks out my lil' body, I got Benji stuffed
Bitch I'm filled up wit' all the exotic, got me fuckin' up
They been rushin' me to drop, they waitin' on me to drop
Lazer Dim put fifties on my Glock, just know we poppin' out
Gotta keep them trips close to me, just jumped up out the spot
I don't be tryna trip out on these beats, just know we trim around
Gas bag, ain't gon' keep lil' gang from doin' you bad
7000 be my clan tag
I was fuckin' wit' lil' shorty but her friends bad
Ben Frank stuck to my lil' body, bitch I drip like racks
I got thirty clips wit' me, I'm havin' hella mags
I done took down two pints today, I'm finna go out bad
Jump inside yo' shit and Fast And Furious, bitch I ain't lookin' back
7000, 77 clips, they just dead on lack
